#he never taught Deku how to use his quirk

[deku-hate-blog]

Reasons Deku Sucks #20

He never learns his first lesson of not overdoing it. He is just constantly hurting himself for no reason other than him overcompensating.

[stangalina]

I like to think that one of the lessons Aizawa taught class A is "always have a knife".

You never know when you'll need a knife so never not be in possession of a knife. As such every member of class A has a knife hidden somewhere in their hero costumes. His gift to them when they graduated were custom engraved knives with their student number on them.

Not on board? Ok. Just imagine how funny it would be tho.

Villain: "Number one hero Deku! I am punch proof! The more you hit me the stronger I get! How will you defeat me now-"

Midoriya: "Knife."

Villain: "Wha-" *gets stabbed*

Midoriya: "Knife."

Hero: "Oh no! We're tied up! However will we escape!"

Tsuyu: "Knife."

Hero: "What?"

Tsuyu, pulling a knife off the bottom of her foot with her tongue: "Knife."

Groupie getting a hug: "Are you using your quirk or are you just happy to see me?"

Kirishima: "It's a knife."

Groupie: "...What?"

Kirishima: "Knife."

Villain, completely insulated in rubber: "You're a one trick pony chargebolt."

Kaminari, reaching down into his boot: "Oh boy are you wrong my dude!"

Hero: "You need to calm down."

Bakugou, reaching down into his V-neck: "Listen here you son of a BITCH-"

Hero: "WHY DO YOU HAVE A KNIFE!?"

Kouda: "Stop scaring the pigeons! They're a domesticated species that we abandoned back into the wild. They're sweet creatures who are pets by nature!"

Douchebag: "Or what?"

Kouda: "..."

Douchebag: "..."

Kouda: "..."

Douchebag: "oh my GOD HE HAS A KNIFE-"

[armins-main-hoe]

would you make katsuki x twinsister!reader? one where they're both equally talented and competitive 👉🏽👈🏽

Sorry for replying so late!!

I don’t think I can make a whole fic for this since I have 2 on going fics and already struggling to keep up with those but I’ll write it down in headcannon form, sorry :/

The Bakugo Twins

(not proofread)

Honestly as kids, you both were complete menaces. All the other kids in class would follow you both around, no kid would dare step up to you both. Though I can see that at some point it was half the class following katsuki and the other half following you. Talk about sibling rivalry...

You both got your quirk when you both were arguing, both equally hot headed, both shouting and screaming, suddenly bright sparks started coming out from your fists. You both were startled by this and forgot what you were arguing about in the first place.

You both bullied deku. Sorry, but I can only see you also have a superiority complex just like your brother. I mean you grew up in the same environment as your brother and you are expected by others to be just like him. No one has ever taught you otherwise so its was only natural for you to do whatever he does and think whatever he does and visa versa.

You both gave the poor quirkless boy a tough time...

Honestly, unlike how in the anime, Deku wasn't actually thinking about taking a swan dive off of the roof, with you also bullying him, it probably did cross his mind once or twice.

However, by middle school you both had developed your own personalities, though there was not much difference between you both to be honest.

He was a bully, ego as high as the sky, a hero nerd, a complete jerk to everyone and you were one of those popular girls who acted like a bitch with her friends laughing at the back. You were the prettiest girl in the school and you knew it.

Katsuki hated the fact that you were going to apply to UA too. You both had the same quirk, meaning that if you got in, he would constantly be compared to you and there would be nothing special about him since he would not be one of a kind. He didn't understand why you wanted to join UA either. Sure, you liked heroes too but you didn't have collectables like he did. You never showed much interest in becoming a hero while growing up, at least not as much as him anyway. So why would you even think about joining UA?

What he didn't know was that you were applying for UA because of more than just one reason. You both were twins, everyone knew Katsuki was going to to apply for UA since he wasn't exactly shy about it. So naturally everyone thought you were going to apply for UA too. Call yourself some odd variation of a people pleaser and you said "well duh, are you thick or something? Obviously I am."

Another reason was, your looks. Since you were labeled as the prettiest girl in middle school and it got to your head, your looks became an obsession for you. You had to look flawless all the time and you needed someone to compliment you about your looks at least 10 times a day.

What better way to get complimented on your looks than becoming a famous hero? Heros are more popular than any celebrity so obviously becoming a hero would give you more attention.

Another reason was your sibling rivalry, you hated it so much when he would come home first place in a competition that you also participated in. You hated it when he was clearly better than you at something. Since both of your quirks were so 'flashy' and 'dangerous', you both were always competing against each other on who can use their quirk better.

When it was the day of the UA results, you both were equally nervous. Though neither of you tried to show it, acting as if you just know you are 100% going to get in.

Both of you were hoping for the other to get rejected. However, to both of your dismany, you both got in.

You're parents were over the moon of course, both their kids getting into a school like UA was what they called their biggest achievement.

You felt happy too, but in your stomach you felt this uneasy feeling knowing your brother was coming to UA with you. Katsuki felt the same.

You both knew how much more you would have to fight each other for the spotlight. Middle school would be nothing compared to UA.

Upon coming to UA, you both struggled a lot in your own ways. In the first few weeks, everyone thought you both were the strongest (and scariest) in the whole class. Which is good. You wanted it to be that way

Imagine sibling rivalry plus class rivalry. Him in 1A and you in 1B. Both of you the strongest in your classes, both you the scariest in your classes. Everytime you cross one another, the hardest glares were thrown at each other.

The sports festival ended up a mess. Why? Simple, the Bakugo twins.

You both managed to get through most of the festival without killing anyone but once it got to the one to one matches...

The final match was one that everyone was dying to see, the twins facing each other. Two people with the same quirk. Everyone wanted to know who would win, everyone wanted to know who was better. Who was the better twin.

Class 1a were cheering for Katsuki and class 1b were cheering for you because while this match was mostly to see who was the better twin, it would also determine who was the better class since they had the winner in their class.

The only person who thought this was bad as Deku. The kid you both bullied was the only one who could see past the competitiveness and realise that this would end in a disaster. That this was doing more harm than good. That if either one of you were to win the match then it would break the thin sibling bond you both had.

You both began attacking each other left and right, at one point no one could see anything with the amount of debris and smoke filling up the stadium. All they could hear were loud explosions echoing throughout the entire stadium.

Some time later, the staff had to send a teacher down there to try and see what was going on in the match. Immediately the teacher called the match off and another teacher came to break you both off.

Were you both siblings or enemies sent on an mission to kill the other? Trust me when I say the fight got so bad they had to call if off and just say it was a draw.

Both of you were covered in cuts, bruises and burn marks. By the time the adrenaline wore off, you both collapsed, unconscious on the floor.

They had to tie you both up and All might somehow managed to out the single 1st place gold medal around your necks.

Much to everyone's dismay, no one got to find out who was the 'better twin' or 'better class'.

So for the next few weeks, it was the same as always, trying to prove to everyone that you are better while sending death glares to your brother.

UA destroyed your relationship with your brother.

When you were younger, you both would at least play with each other, you both would hold hands and run around, chasing other kids, you both would still comfort each other when the other was sad, you both used to be each other's biggest supporters and now its all gone.

It all probably began to fade during middle school and now is completely gone in UA.

You saw each other as enemies and nothing more.

Well that's what you thought until your brother got kidnapped by the league of villains.

You could never forget how you felt your heart drop when you heard the news. You even forgot to breath for a few seconds. You scared yourself with how much you got scared of losing him.

So when Kirishma, who you recognised as Katsuki's best friend, came up to you, asking if you would help him and a few other students from 1a, get Katsuki back, you agreed.

When you met up with the group, you were the last one to come along since it took you a little longer to sneak out of the house, you saw the wide eyes they looked at you with, since they were so used to seeing you and Katsuki hate on each other every day.

"I do have a heart you know." you rolled your eyes at them. "Come on, lets hurry before that dimwit starts crying like a baby." you turned around and started walking away.

"Um.. Y/n.. We have to go that way-" A black haired girl spoke up.

You were all were successful with getting Katsuki back, you really wanted to hug him or something but you felt like you couldn't. You felt like it was wrong of you to even think about hugging him after everything you did to him. So on the way back, you didn't say anything. Even while watching All Might fight All For One on a screen, you kept your distance from him, walking next to the black haired girl instead.

The walk back home was silent. He walked ahead while you followed a few feet behind, usually you wouldn't let that slide, you would try to out walk him in some way but right now your mind was filled with so many thoughts.

You were so out of it that you ended up bumping into Katsuki's back when he stopped walking. He turned around and looked at you, a softer look on his face but still glaring at you.

"Why did you come with them?" He asked.

How do you even answer that? 'even though I wished for your death like you wished for mine, i still cared. I still didn't actually want to lose you.' or maybe 'why wouldn't I? I mean sure I hated your guts and hoped everything bad happened to you but I didn't actually mean it.'

You didn't even realise when tears began falling down your cheeks while thinking. Katsuki was shocked to say the least.

"I thought I would lose you..." You spoke out in the weakest voice Katsuki had ever heard you use.

Katsuki's hand lifted up to wipe your tears away but he hesitated. Can he do that? Really? After everything he did to you? He couldn't. So he turned back around.

"Idiot. As if some little villain would ever manage to kill me." You didn't miss how his voice cracked in the middle of the sentence, nor did you miss how he subtly tried to wipe away his own tears.

Maybe you didn't get to hug him like you used to when you were younger, but at least you now know there is a chance that maybe, just maybe, you could fix your relationship with your brother.

[tteokdoroki]

✩࿐TRACK 03: WAR WITH HEAVEN. izuku midoriya (2K)

about. upon spending time apart from your pro-hero fwb, deku, for a work trip — he quickly realises he wants it all with you. heaven, hell and life on earth.

warnings. minors, blank and ageless blogs do not interact! suggestive, sfw, slight angst, fluff, happy ending, sneaky links, long distance relationships, mentions of alcohol, mentions of sex, friends with benefits to lovers, journalist + fem!reader, pro hero!deku.

things to note. another saturday is upon us and so is another instalment!! i really like this one n can’t believe we’re half way through already !! anyways i hope you enjoy <3 - masterlist / series masterlist / series playlist ✩

whether you believe it or not, izuku midoriya has never been hopelessly in love. 

like most people with an overexposure to romance saturated media — the number one hero has always had that nagging feeling, craving for something more. the person to come home to, the partner, the kids and the dog that chews through the white picket fence or makes a mess on the freshly cut lawn. he wants a family like most individuals. but with a schedule as busy and a lifestyle as reckless as his…there’s hardly any time for izuku’s dreams. 

dreams were for losers, anyways. 

after high school, izuku quickly learned that dreaming wasn’t enough to get by even if it had motivated him to become a hero. reality is harsh and full of hard truths — bearing the responsibility of future number one and being all might’s prodigy had taught him that. so his rose tinted view of the future he had planned for himself quickly collapsed, the stain glass window shattering above him while its shards nicked at izuku’s youthful, hopeful skin.

he wasn’t so pure and good after leaving U.A — at least not in front of the public. behind closed doors izuku was a pessimist. he was sly and maybe a little sleazy, always on the prowl for something or someone to toy with. little deku was all grown up, no longer baby-faced and bright eyed but instead buffer with an unfairly tiny waist and an angular sharpness to his jaw that could cut diamonds. 

he was attractive and he knew it — his new found confidence bled into his sex appeal and sky rocketed his popularity and now…the number one controls the whole of Japan in the palm of his hand. everybody wants a taste of the new and improved izuku midoriya. 

everyone including you. 

mindless hookups, despite being easy stress relief, always left izuku with a sour taste in his mouth. conservations with the elite that happened to stumble into his bed never went further than superficial talk and the odd ‘lets do this again sometime’s. he hated how people would change around him, clinging onto him after a night in the sheets like deku owed them a piece of his soul. 

being the number one was no longer enough for hungry mouths. sex no longer satisfied those in his circle. 

that was until he met you. the first time deku encountered you (at a hero press junket), you had been a shy intern journalist forced to follow around her mentor with an extreme lust for the green haired hero. he felt bad for you, you were obviously there to learn and do your job but the senior professional they’d stuck you with couldn’t help but slobber all over him instead of teaching you. 

half-way through the junket, izuku had managed to sneak away from the pestering paparazzi to get a moment to himself — and it seemed, you’d had similar ideas. his initial assessment of your character was way off too. you were quiet, sure, but observant and snarky as well. a realist just like him. and somehow, you’d managed to convince him to leave to conference; get drinks at a secret roof top bar for only the highest members of japanese hero society, and talk and talk for hours about everything and anything. from quirks to the best snack combinations at the only kombini open past three AM on your street.

izuku liked you, he hadn’t felt such a spark for someone since his rookie days. you were cute, he couldn’t stop looking at your eyes and how they sparkles. your lips when you sipped the drinks he ordered for you and the way you instinctively leaned up to deku just to hear what he was saying. 

the way you ended up in his bed that night was no mystery to either of you. 

except the sensual and sultry night you shared together didn’t end there — at every event, every occasion, where journalists were required to be present, you found yourselves gravitating towards one another. one moment you’d be sharing bedroom eyes with one another from across the room and the next deku would have you bent over in bathroom stalls, his hushed moans in your ear and his fingers deep in your mouth to keep you quiet.  

months went by and the sex didn’t stop, neither of you wanted it to. you made izuku feel a little bit whole again, you made him feel good and made him laugh all in the same breath. he didn’t just like it when you left your claim on his neck bordering the line of keeping your rendezvous a secret and letting the whole world find out — but he liked it when you stayed over and wore his shirts around his luxury apartment. or came to hang out with him at his private gym with a bag of cheat-day take-out katsudon and an earful of gossip from your office. 

deku really liked you, more than he should’ve for a girl who was meant to be just a fling, more than he should’ve for someone who didn’t have time in his day for a lover.

“did you get over me?” the hero pouts into the FaceTime call, watching you struggle to grab your luggage off of the conveyer belt in baggage claim. if he were there, he’d have gotten it for you by now.

despite not being anything serious to one another, izuku had made it a habit to weasel his way into your everyday life. you sent cute little good morning and goodnight texts to one another, along with other messages like ‘get home safe’ and ‘have a good day’ too. those text messages quickly escalated to phone calls once the green haired number one admitted to you that it’s hard to fight crime whilst looking for the right kao emoji to send you.

you roll your eyes, coy smile budding on the edges of your lips. “it’s only been two hours, izuku.” you say, finally managing to grab your bag before you head out to the main lobby of the airport.

one thing about that man, is that he’s clingy as fuck. all of your attention has to be on him or he’ll feel like he might die. with you being away for the weekend at a journalism conference instead of in his arms, izuku feels like he might burn the whole world down from the ground up. just to be near you.

either that or he’s just extremely pussy whipped. 

“streets are sayin’ you might sleep with that guy from your team while you’re there, is that true?” deku fires back, running a scarred hand through the mass of curls atop his head. he lets it run down to smooth over his face, peach fuzz starting to grow through — but you made him promise not to shave until the day after you got back. apparently his light stubble against your inner thighs made you cum so much—

“—i don’t even like him like that, you big baby,” you tell him matter of factly, cutting through his train of thought and bringing your phone up to your face once more to let emerald eyes peek down your sweater. “and i think he’d get the hint if he saw all these damn marks on my neck.” 

pink blooms underneath the freckles on midoriya’s cheeks at the sight of the purple hues decorating your neck and shoulders. he remembers the extra turtlenecks you had to pack because of it. “couldn’t help it, i needed to give you a reminder of what you’d be missing while you were away from me.” 

“you’re so dramatic, deku.” 

“oh, you wound me, angel.” he purrs into the mic with a sly grin, knowing that he’s affecting you just as much as he misses you. especially when you give him a pointed glare. izuku let’s the conversation wither out as you order yourself an uber that’ll take you the hotel. he can’t help but chuckle when you perk up and notice the amount of money he’s sent you to cover the costs of it. “yanno…” deku mumbles, resting his cheeks on his knuckles. “you’re like heaven away from hell to me.” 

you won’t admit how sexy he looks, even if izuku is all googly-eyed and soft for you. even if his forest green locks curl over his pretty eyes and hide them. it almost pisses you off. that he’s so blissfully unaware of how fucking pretty he is and how that mere fact manages to ruin you you even though you’re miles apart. “what’s hell, then?”

“my work. this city. this apartment, without you.” he says smoothly, filling your stomach with butterflies. izuku has a away about him that makes you feel like you’re his entire world and only his — but there’s never been any strings attached, you’ll never fully be his and he’ll very much be the nation’s hero (and dick) until someone manages to tie him down. 

“are you asking me to move in with you, izuku?” there’s no expectancy in your voice — you say it mostly as a joke because you have no idea how much the number one pines for you. how tonight, he’ll drink himself into a stupor with his friends and whine to them about how much he misses you. izuku may have changed on the outside, may be stronger and faster but he’s still that insecure teenager on the inside. 

he has to force his knees to stop knocking whenever you’re around. he finds himself swallowing the lump in his throat whenever he thinks about the possibility of you being with someone who isn’t you. he feels sick to the stomach and panics at the thought of losing you. you mess with deku’s head in the worst of ways and yet he finds himself wanting more. nevertheless, he smiles, loving how his name sounds on the sweet glaze of your lips. 

“you’ve got a place in my bed. you’re always here anyways.” 

“you’d never let me leave it, if you had a say in the matter.” 

“you’d never have to work again if you let the number one hero take care of you angel.” izuku sighs longingly, giving you his cutest pair of puppy dog eyes that never fail to make you swoon. “but you love your job.” 

“i do.” your uber pulls up and you reply curtly so you can properly greet your driver. they aid you with your suitcase and you slip your headphones on while in the back seat to keep your special conversation private. 

“do you love me?” he can’t help but ask. izuku is hopelessly enamoured by you, you’re like a virus that’s spread across his brain and controls his every thought or action. he needs you like his lungs need oxygen to breathe — you’ve changed him for the better, shown him that maybe he can have both work and luxury. a family and foundation. with you, if you’d want him. 

“izuku.” you warn, but playfully.

“so it’s true,” the hero drawls across the line in faux disappoint  though his eyes speak mischief. “you only like me for my cock ‘n my money.” you can practically hear the pout on his pretty plump lips. 

a fondness takes over you and you can’t help but squirm happily. “and your pretty boy smile,” you squeal cutely, filling midoriya with the same amount of fondness “don’t forget.”

“so you do love me.” 

“i can’t answer that until you ask what you want to ask me properly.” 

“alright then,” sitting up, deku grasps at his phone between shaky fingers and holds it above his head — giving you the perfect view of his freckled and scared (and chiselled) body. he chews on the swell of his lower lip, dancing around the question he knows he wants to ask. “angel. i want you. more than just a fling. i want you to be mine.” he blurts, closing his eyes so that his thoughts come easy and he can’t see you reject him.

midoriya doesn’t know what he would do if he lost you, he’s seen what losing your love has done to his friends. kirishima and his partner had almost broken up with each other recently. he’d be a mess in that situation.  izuku has faced too many hardships in his life, his career, to let this one good thing slip from between his fingers. 

“will you? be mine?”

he sees you poke your tongue into your cheek, laughing as you pretend to think. “i will, izuku. i want nothing more,” you coo. “keep my side of the bed warm. i’ll be home soon.” 

relief floods through deku’s body. “don’t be too long, gorgeous.” with a couple of blow kisses, he lets you go with the reminder to call him back once you’re settled in at the hotel (so he can pay for your room service). it’s only when you’re alone again that izuku realises he’d rip stars from the sky to be with you, pull the heavens right down to earth to be by your side.

you’re everything to izuku, and for you, he’d go to war with heaven. 

꒰ end. — all rights reserved © tteokdoroki 2023. do not copy, repost, translate & recommend elsewhere.

[punchbuggie]

hiiii more bakugou head canons bc i love that silly goober

dimples

i love the idea that he has dimples but no one but like the bakusquad and deku know

like imagine if you will: bakugou getting comfortable around 1A and genuinely laughing at something and they all see cute little dimples in his cheeks

then like todoroki pokes his cheek and is just like “you have dimples.” and then everyone freaks out and theyre like “AWWWW BAKUGOU!!!!” and tackle him in hugs

and then he tries to fight them off and is like “ugh i hate you people” but in reality he really loves the affection from his class and appreciates them and their constant reassurance that they genuinely like him for him and not because of his quirk

this more of a 1A head canon but i think if anyone AND I MEAN ANYONE were to start calling baku a villain or something theyd go F E R A L

i read a fanfic on ao3 about it and I LOVE IT

it was so incredibly cute and i 100% think it would happen (i’ll try to find it and add the link at the bottom)

baku totally loves to cook and bake for everyone especially eri

he would def be a big brother for her and be so incredibly soft with her but like only 1A and the erasermic fam would know

he’d totally still be >:( on the outside, but so incredibly soft for eri and she knowsss

she knows she has him wrapped around her finger but she’s a little angel and would never use that against him

maybe if she wants an apple but she deserves it!

honestly i think mitsuki wouldve taught katsuki to be a feminist from a young age (as shown by him fighting fairly against uraraka)

the girls would totally find this out after training with him in class and like sure theyre nervous at first, (who wasnt?) but they slowly learn that he’s one of the only ones in 1A to fully treat them equally

they probably start voluntarily partnering with him with kiri doesnt

after the other boys realize this, they feel bad for not treating their classmates equally and apologize and promise to fight fairly

i love all the comparisons to bakugou being a pomeranian so i think his friends (we’ll say denki) figured it out and tease him mercilessly about it

every single one of the bakusquad members has his pfp as a pomeranian

mina and denki have matching photos of pomeranians with bakugou’s hero suit editted on

sero has one with a chef hat that’s been posed to look like he’s mixing a bowl

and kirishima has a photo of the happiest pomeranian ever with so many little hearts messily drawn around it bc he loves his boyfriend

ofc they all know when they need to stop teasing him, they are his best friends after all

they never take it too far and have learned how to read his subtle facial expression and body language changes so they never upset him or push him too far

bakugou secretly thinks the pomeranian jokes are funny but refuses to let any of his friends or boyfriend know

anyway!! i hope you enjoyed more of my hc about the silliest boy

heres part one: https://www.tumblr.com/punchbuggie/734569823080677376/my-favorite-bakugou-headcanons-mamas-boy-like

[bakugokemkatsuki]

Overworked

Izuku Midoriya (Deku) x Reader

**Pro Hero Era **Genre: Fluff **Warning(s): Cussing, use of nickname love for reader, reader size as being smaller mentioned once **Reader GN/Fem/M **Key: Talking; You, Izuku, "Bakugo"

Dating the number one pro came with a lot of responsibility. The news constantly had their eye on him on you on the relationship. They were looking for any reason to rip him to shreds but also any reason to boost him up. This was a lot to handle for one person and you tried to help him bare as much of the weight as possible, but you could only do so much. He was All Might’s successor, the new symbol of peace and justice. That was a lot to handle. This led to Deku making less and less time for you but more importantly less and less time for himself. He was pulling long hours working 12 to 14 hours a day 7 days a week. And if he wasn’t at the office, on a mission, or patrolling he was on call; ready to jump into action the second he was needed. After months of this you could see it was really taking a toll on him. His mental and emotional health were going down the drain. His physical health was starting to faulter as well. He had dark bags under his eyes and was covered in so many bruises and cuts from all the fights he had been in recently. His hair was always a mess, and he wasn’t eating nearly enough. You’d finally had enough, you were going to have a serious talk with him about all of this, tonight. You had tried to bring it up several times before, but he always assured you he was fine and brushed past it. You weren’t taking no for an answer today.

You heard the jingle of his keys as he unlocked the door to the apartment. “Hey love, I’m home.” “I’m in the kitchen.” You were waiting. It was now or never. “Hey, love how was- “Izuku stopped mid-sentence as he entered the kitchen. You sat at the table waiting for him with a very serious look in your face. “Love, what’s wrong?” concern laced Izuku’s voice. “We need to talk. Please sit down.” He sat down visibly nervous. In ways you found it funny seeing the worlds new symbol of peace so afraid of you. I mean you were MUCH smaller than him and your quirk was in no means even comparable to his. “Izu we need to have a serious discussion.” “Love I’m sorry, whatever I did to upset you please, forgive me. You know I would never upset you on purp-“ You cut him off as you reached across the table to grab is hand. “Izu I’m not mad. I just want talk to you about work.” “Work?” “Yes Izu. Work. You keep avoiding me and saying your fine and your not and I will not accept that answer anymore. You are struggling. I can see it. The stress and pressure is really getting to you. From your hair to your eyes to the fact you don’t even eat dinner with me most nights anymore. I can see it in the way you fight, the way you present yourself, the way you act. I mean you come home shower sleep maybe 4-5 hours get up work out and go back to the office again. Your NOT taking care of yourself Izu. Seeing you like this hurts. I want to help you.” Izuku was silent for a moment. “Your right… I am struggling.” Tears start to form in the corners of his eyes as he speaks. “I was always taught to put others first and to be a symbol, a hero everyone could look up too. I was built to take All Might’s place, but it’s much harder than it seems.” “I know love, but if you don’t take care of yourself now, you won’t be here to take care of others later.” “Your right love, and I’m sorry. I have been neglectful to both you and myself. I will make it up to you.” “Izu. I understand. I know your busy being the worlds greatest hero.” “Thanks. I’m going to go call out tomorrow so we can spend the whole day relaxing.” “No need. I already made arrangements. Bakugo and Shoto are going to split taking over some extra work while you’re gone. The office gave you a whole week off. I wasn’t the only one who noticed you pushing yourself to much. Those two did as well. I believe Bakugo’s exact words were ‘Icyhot and I have got this covered. Get the damn nerd to take time off before he kills himself.’ Those two really care about you. As do I, so please spend the week with me?” “Sure my love. I’ll try to cut back some on hours when I go back as well.” “Thanks Izu. Now lets eat so we can go to bed.”

[darkonekrisrewrite]

Something I've noticed is that MHA and MLB (miraculous ladybug) is that they are similar in how their protagonists are blamed for the wrong things.

Like Deku constantly injures himself because no one taught him how to use his quirk, and is over a decade behind his peers, gets blamed for that. Or how the series seemingly gives him equal responsibility for him and Le Million not saving Eri right away, when he wanted to, Mirio overruled him, meaning he wouldn't get the support needed to push this and he's supposed to listen to his upperclassman.

Yet he isn't given any blame for his lack of critical thinking skills when it comes to heroes and morality. If they are a hero they must be good, and villains must want to be perfect heroes for the law, to be redeemable.

Endeavor says to his face that he only took him and Bakugou on to manipulate Shoto, after Shoto has told him he bought & abused his mom, and himself. Deku "oh it's so good that you are working on forgiving your dad," right in the same room as Natsuo who isn't. Then tells Dabi "Endeavor is such a good hero and mentor, you have no right to be upset"

Let me know if you want me to go more into the parallels of this

Yeah, Deku getting blamed for not knowing how to use his (very new) Quirk was wrong.

At that time, it made me feel bad for Deku, because anyone could see that those circumstances weren't really his fault.

It was the fault of UA and All-might for not giving Deku extra time and help in mastering OFA, even if there was some attempts at instruction, none of them ever cut Deku any slack for having completely understandable difficulties.

Not a very logical line of thinking...

The Eri situation was a little different because while Deku is supposed to listen to his senior for what to do, he did let a clearly scared little girl go off with overhaul, a man they knew was very dangerous.

Basically putting his orders above the little girl's safety, I didn't like that.

(Because Deku could have run off with Eri and Mirio could have taken overhaul out by himself if there was a fight.

Because if Mirio was able to fight for a while against overhaul in a fully enclosed space (something that heavily compliments overhaul's quirk), while he was quirkless...Mirio could have curb stomped overhaul while protecting any civilians that may or may not have been close.)

That was where my problem with Deku started I think.

Because Deku doesn't have anything to criticize about hero society or the victims it creates.

He says that he needs to extend a helping hand, not giving a single thought to the idea of preventative measures to stop people from falling to villainy in the first place.

And apparently, not giving them any real mercy or help either, other than a fist bump at their death.

All for the sake of protecting the "innocent" people who created the villains and who would have laughed at Deku's own suffering as a quirkless less than a year ago (canonically).

These are meant to be the ideals of the "World's Greatest Hero" btw...

So I guess it makes sense that Deku wouldn't be blamed or called out for this, since he's just doing what hero society needs to be "Normal" again.

Deku didn't even save the world technically.

Because if the same problems that created the Lov still exist, then all Deku really did was beat at a rising Ocean Tide, no different than what All-might was doing during his time.

As of yet, nothing has actually been accomplished or achieved.

All the endeavor and Dabi stuff ties into this too.

At this point, I don't think Deku will ever have any real negative feelings towards hero society, and thus never change anything.

(Despite all this, I'm still hoping shigaraki is alive and Deku conflicts with him more to prove me wrong 🤞🍀)

And yeah, more parallels would be cool 👍 thanks for the ask!

[ririchanva]

Chapter Eighteen: Battling In New York~! (Part Four)

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Chapter Warning: Semi-violence (but mostly flashback), death of minor character(s), depicts of the occult, some dark imagery.

A/n: Oh my god, I can't believe it's finally here. When was the last update? *looks towards the date of previous chapter* Since February...okay so not too long ago. It's May now and after this chapter, WE ARE GOING TO THE MAIN STORYLINE! Meaning travelling to Japan and heading to U.A. :D How exciting! Not to mention that with this chapter out now, I can focus on making some fanart and Tiktoks for this story along with working on the newer chapters (and hopefully more frequently).

Anyways, let's get on with this finale of this arc, shall we~?

Also, who can guess where the inspiration comes from for the first part of this chapter~?

    Green eyes opened with a gasp, chest heaving as they looked around for a moment in confusion. Adrien’s eyebrows furrowed as he frowned, wondering why he was in a bright place. Wasn’t he fighting against the bad guy with Deku, Bakugo and Ladybug—

    Adrien’s eyes widened as he then looked down at himself, realising that he was no longer in costume.

   “Why aren’t I Chat Noir? Plagg?” He looked around once more, wondering where his cheese loving Kwami has gone, “Plagg! Where are you?”

    He started walking, his heart hammering against his chest as he called out the names of his companions.

   “Izuku? Marinette? Katsuki? Where are you guys?”

    “Have you forgotten the lessons I’ve taught you?”

    Adrien’s head snapped to the source of the voice and saw a prim and proper blonde woman in what seems to be a Ladybug costume, standing there with two other figures. Boys that were his age.

Walking over to them, Adrien reached out his hand to touch her shoulder.

    “Excuse me, Missus. Can you help—?”

    He blinked when his hand went through her, and stepped back in surprise. He squinted his eyes at the woman still sternly looking towards at the male teenagers before her, one dark haired boy being nervous while the other boy with blond hair was glaring down at her defiantly.

    “He’s still a threat until he’s dead…” The woman sighed, closing her eyes and then said coldly, “Finish it.”

    “No.”

    Silence was deafening to Adrien as he stared at the three, wondering what these people were talking about. Where was he? Was he…having a dream? Some sort of vision? Was this what’s happening right now?

    Or a memory? 

    But of whom?

    The adult looking Ladybug holder quirked a brow, narrowing her eyes, “..No?”

    “What good would killing do?!” The young blond man that spoke before argued, stepping forward as he ignored his dark haired friend trying to stop him, “When mercy is a skill more of this world could learn to use. OUR FRIENDS ARE DEAD!” 

    Adrien almost jumped at the sudden bodies on the ground surrounding them, a hand covering his mouth as he felt the urge to throw up. A lot of them…looked like fallen heroes. 

     “OUR FOE IS WEAKENED, THE…The BLOOD WE’VE SHED?! IT NEVER DRIES!” It sounded like the boy was choking up as if holding back the tears, but then suddenly growled in anger, ��IS this WHAT IT MEANS TO BE A HERO?!”

    “Toshinori, stop.” The other boy finally spoke as Adrien turned to look at him along with the blond young man, now named Toshinori, who was swatting his friend’s hand away.

     “…All Might?” Adrien questioned, but knew they couldn’t hear him.

    “No, Hisashi! Béatrice-san has to hear this!”

     Adrien’s eyes widened as he was taking a good look at the young man named Hisashi who looked hurt and looked away. He continued to watch them a little more quietly, not knowing what to do at this moment. What could he do, anyways? Not like they could see him—

     Adrien blinked when he thought Hisashi was staring right at him. But the boy turned his back to him as he looked back to his friend beside him, as said friend continued to talk to the woman.

    “We are not killing anyone today.”

    The Ladybug holder sighed, eyes looked tired as she murmured a ‘Spots off’ before de-transforming in front of them, revealing to be a normal middle aged woman with blonde hair and blue eyes. 

     “Reckless. Sentimental at best…I know that’s not what Nana has taught you, Toshinori Yagi.”

    Anger swelled in Toshinori’s eyes as he stomped his foot on the ground. 

    “Do NOT bring my Master into this! If she was here—”

    “But she’s not here, is she?“

    “…”

    Béatrice stared at him before letting out a defeated sigh.

     “…It was a mistake to take you on as a student. Hisashi Midoriya is the only one that I should be training. What good is training you since you’re not the same as us. I shouldn’t have agreed to Nana’s dying request and the insistent begging from Gran Torino of helping you finish your—“

    “That’s just like you,” Toshinori rolled his eyes, snorting sarcastically, “Why should I be surprised? Selfish, prideful and vain—”

     “Watch your tone, Toshi! She’s still our teacher!”

      “Your teacher, ‘Sashi-kun. Not mine. Never was.”

      Hisashi looked to the blond for a moment, as if lost on what to say next. Meanwhile, Adrien had to place a hand over his mouth. Midoriya? As in, Izuku’s…?

    “Say no more. I’m gone.“

     Hisashi’s eyes widened as he watched his friend start walking away, then looked back at the blank face of the older Ladybug heroine. Shaking his head, he caught up to Toshinori and grabbed his arm.

    “Toshi, please! Don’t go! Teacher just wants—”

    “Just how long are you going to take orders from her, Hisashi?” 

     Hisashi stared at him in bewilderment before his arm fell to his side when Toshinori pulled back from him.

     “…I’m her student. I’m to be the next Cat Hero alongside her until she is found again by Master Fu to retire. I need to—”

     “I guess this is goodbye then.”

     “…I thought you were my comrade? My friend?”

     “I am, and always will be…But I cannot be around someone that would cross the lines that no human should.” Toshinori paused, before giving a wistful smile, “I hope that you won’t lose [REDACTED] for this…”

     Confusion clouded Hisashi’s eyes as Toshinori vanished in a green light, Hisashi and Béatrice disappearing as well to signal the vision was over. 

    “So…what did you learn from this?”

     Adrien turned his head to look at an older man, and the Cat Holder had a feeling who this was.

     “…I don’t understand?” Adrien said softly, as the man gave a small smile.

     “I bet it’s all confusing, but I had to show you this to tell you…do not trust those that hold One-For-All.”

     “What?” Adrien breathed out as his eyes widened, “W-what do you—?”

     “I’m not saying they aren’t good people. But there are times that their ways are…questionable. Heroes like him and his Master are not always in our corner when they get involved with the Miraculous Holders and Celestial Guardians.” The man said with a tilt of his head, and sighed, “And as a fellow Cat Holder, I had to come to warn you when uniting with someone that has the power.”

    Fellow cat holder? 

    Adrien stared at him for a moment then gasped, “You’re…?”

    A Cheshire like grin appeared on his face as he then gave a small bow, “My name is Hisashi Midoriya. I was a previous holder of the Cat Miraculous.“

    Shock wearing off, Adrien asked, “Are you…Izuku’s Dad?”

     Hisashi hummed, tilting his head to the other side, “Izuku? Is that his name?”

    “And he’s holding One-For-All.”

    Hisashi closed his eyes, as he then murmured, “…Toshinori.” 

    Adrien frowned, “That’s All Might, right?”

    “So he kept that stupid name Shield gave him…”

     “You’re not answering my questions properly.”

     “You must feel disappointed…” The older man saw the confusion on the boy’s face and chuckled softly, “I mean about how I didn’t listen to Toshinori. What did you think of what you saw?”

       The blond looked thoughtful for a moment, but then murmured, “Despite that you are partners with your teacher. Toshinori was still your friend. And if I learnt anything, is that if your friend is voicing something not right…I would listen, even if it is against an adult you trusted.”

     Hisashi looked surprised for a moment, and chuckled, “I wonder…”

     Suddenly, the ground shook for a moment, making Adrien look around in a panic. Although Hisashi didn’t look surprised at all.

     “What’s happening?” Adrien asked, trying to keep his footing.

     The older man looked at him with a small smile, “I don’t have much more time. Especially since it seems the fight is going to be over soon. I wished we had more time to talk….”

     Adrien blinked as he felt himself vanishing, seeing Hisashi’s back turning to him, and the blond was trying to reach out before Hisashi spoke once more.

    “We’ll see each other again, little kitten. Tell the new Bug I said hello~”

  “Adrien?…Adrien!….Wake up, my son…”

   A groan escaped the blond as his eyes open slowly, feeling pain all over his body. Once his vision cleared, he saw a worried looking Amelie and Aizawa staring down at him, Felix behind them.

   “M-Mom? What…what happened?”

   “I can explain that, if you don’t mind~” Rody also appeared in his field of vision, smiling with Pino and Talli resting on top of his head, “You see…”

   He saw lines of green and orange strings around not just Bakugo and Deku…but around Ladybug and Chat Noir as well. It was then light emerald and pink strings were surrounding them as well.

   “What are those…?” Thunderbird asked himself before looking around to his fellow heroes, “Is anyone else seeing this?”

    “Seeing what?” Rayures asked as she looked confused.

    “The fact that Deku, Bakugo, Ladybug and Chat Noir are glowing?“ Carapace supplied, humming a bit, “I mean we all see that~”

    “You guys can’t see the strings?”

    “Strings?” Shinso asked with a quirked brow, “What strings?”

    “They can’t see it, Young Thunderbird,” Talli appeared beside the bird hero, who jumped in surprise, “If you’re going to ask how I am here, your friend Pino allowed me to come out to support you thanks to your quirk. Interesting power, I must say so myself.”

   “Then…? What are they?”

    “Have you not ever heard of Strings of Fate before?“

    “…Those are real?”

    Talli nodded, “And watch. They are going to help your friends win~”

   Thunderbird turned his head to just see all four heroes racing towards the insane Nine, who was screaming and yelling stuff at them before using his quirks against them. The villain engages Deku, Chat Noir, Bakugo and Ladybug in an intense combat, dodging and going on the offensive as Nine was releasing all his Quirks at their maximum power. Somehow Chat Noir and Ladybug jumped up in the air while the other two heroess were powering themselves up in shared forces, beating Nine down along with the tornado dragons he conjured up. Combining their special powers, Bakugo and Deku managed to shake all of New York, shocking both young and pro-heroes around them while they were protecting the citizens. 

     Delivering the final blow, Chat Noir and Ladybug summoned some sort of magical blast, a mix of the Miraculous Ladybug and Cataclysm. Once Nine fell in defeat, the four heroes were powered down and started falling from the sky. Thunderbird was ready as he and Lady Dragon flew to the skies and caught a now transformed Adrien and Marinette, Tikki and Plagg landing in their arms, unconscious. Their friends gathered around them quickly, with Hawks and Majestia catching Bakugo and Deku in the process.

   “And so, Nine is done, and he along with his crew are captured by the American Heroes Safety Commission and United Heroez are taking them in along with Techno-Pirate.“ Rody finished off his story as he smiled tiredly, giving a thumbs up, “We won.”

   Adrien blinked but then slowly grinned, “We…we actually won?”

    “Yes, Adrien. And we are very proud of you all,” Amelie said softly before hugging him gently, “But you really worried us, you know? Never do that again, you hear me???”

    “S-sorry, Mom…” Adrien smiled weakly before he tilted his head, “What else happened? Where are Deku, Bakugo and Ladybug?”

   “Well they are fine for the most part,” Fei came to Rody’s side with a sigh, “All Might and President Hombee are seeing to them right now.”

    Adrien turned his head to see an unconscious Deku being held by All Might, the heroine Victory placing a hand onto his shoulder in support. It seemed Bakugo and Marinette were being carried into ambulances along with some other heroes.

    “…So it’s over now?”

    “For now,” Aizawa said solemnly, “We are still trying to pinpoint the location of one person. The very one that was transporting the Nomus around but somehow made them vanish when the fight was over.”

    “How…is New York in one piece though?” Adrien looked around, seeing minimal damage, “I thought that with all four combined powers, we would’ve made a huge crater of maybe the whole state…”

    “This I can explain,” Felix murmured as he pulled out his phone and showed his twin the footage of Thunderbird of all people using Miraculous Ladybug and fixing everything and healing some people, “While it’s not as powerful as the real Ladybug, apparently Thunderbird’s Miraculous is able to utilise his quirk into borrowing one’s soul. So, I suppose it’s magic bullsh—“

    “Language.” Aizawa interrupted before Amelie laughed.

     “So Rody managed to do some of Marinette’s work, and had a bit of help from the Ghost Force, Pixie Girl and Sorcerer into cleaning up the rest of New York. The other young heroes also helped out as well.”

    Adrien hummed a little, but then winced as he realized that it hurt to move. Felix noticed this and then gestured his mother to move back before helping Adrien up.

   “Come on, brother. We’re going to have to take you to the hospital as well…”

   Not far from them, Hawks was listening in on the conversation before slipping away for a moment, walking to an alleyway and pressing onto an earpiece he was wearing.

    “Looks like your plan worked a little too well, eh~?”

    “It’s all according to Boss, after all,” A familiar deep raspy voice spoke into Hawks’ ear, chuckling, “It wasn’t like we expected Nine and them to actually win against those brats being aided by Pros. But at least we learnt some interesting things.“

    “Oh yeah?” Hawks tilted his head, “Like what?”

     “As if I would tell you. You’re not initiated fully just yet.”

      Hawks pursed his lips before the voice let out a chuckle. 

    “Anyways, keep playing your role like the good birdie you are and don’t do anything stupid. Until next time, Keigo~”

     Hawks tapped his earpiece with a frown, but then blinked as Tokoyami approached him, “Hey Tsukuyomi~ You doing okay?”

    “I’m fine. Much more than Midoriya and them,” The bird headed male hummed as Liiri rested on his shoulder, “It is good you and the heroes were there on time.”

    “Of course~ As if I’d let my best sidekick be killed,” Hawks noticed Liiri and hummed, “Who’s the chickadee?”

   “Liiri. My companion Kwami of the Eagle Miraculous of Freedom.” A sigh escaped Tokoyami before touching the talon pendant around his next, “I was trying to return it to Pixie Girl-san and Sorcerer-san, but apparently they told me that I was the true holder of the Eagle Miraculous now…”

    “As if I’d let my fledgling go after finally uniting with him!” Liiri huffed as she rested on top of his head now, puffing their cheeks, “You cannot get rid of me that easily!”

     “I do not wish to ‘get rid of you’ as you put it,” Tokoyami said to them softly, “I just did not think I am worth such a powerful artefact in my hands.”

    “It looks like you’re the right person for them, Fumi,” Jess walked beside him as she grinned, “I’m pretty sure that it suits you better than anyone else~!”

    “I would’ve figured it would’ve gone to someone like you, Jessica-san,” Tokoyami tilted his head before looking worried, “Aeon-san is okay?”

    A sigh escaped Jess as she looked conflicted, “Ah, she’s…physically okay. But our moms are kinda having a talk with her.”

    Understanding crossed Tokoyami’s features as he nodded.

    “It is for the best she knew the truth now rather than in an even more dangerous situation just like hours ago.”

    “Still…I am just concerned what this is going to do with her confidence. It was just yesterday she thought she could take on the world and not get hurt.”

    “Better to be realistic than to let her live on in a fantasy of being invincible.”

     “I guess…” 

     Tokoyami reached over to touch her shoulder, almost as if comforting her. Jess looked over at her feathered friend and smiled gratefully at him. 

     “Why don’t we go and see Aeon-san, hm?”

     “…Yeah, let’s go.”

     “You okay, Young Midoriya? I’m so sorry that I’m late…”

     “…Is…Is Kacchan, M-Mari-chan and Adri-kun a-alright?”

     All Might smiled softly, hiding his worry as he tried to joke, “Heh, as usual, you’re more worried about other people than you are of yourself. And they are fine. Beat up and tired…but they’ll live.”

     Izuku tilted his head as he and All Might looked over at the hospital beds nearby them, seeing Bakugo, Marinette and Adrien close together. Izuku had woken up first and naturally All Might was the first to check up on him. 

    “Although Young Bakugo woke up first in a panic trying to look for you three, to the point that the doctor had to put him back to sleep by force. He was real worried about you, Young Marinette and Young Adrien.”

    A sigh of relief escaped the green haired male as he smiled, “Thank goodness…I-I made them do something pretty crazy…”

     “You made them do something…?”

    The former One-For-All Holder looked questionably at him, as his student continued on with a sad look, almost looking like he was about to break.

    “I’m...I'm s-sorry…” He whispered, closing his eyes, “But…I-I transferred it to him...I-I gave One-For-All t-to Kacchan…”

    All Might’s eyes widened in shock, heart stopping for a moment, “You gave him One-For-All?”

    Izuku was quiet for a second, before shakily breathing out in reply.

    “I-If we hadn’t combined the power of One-For-All itself along w-with the power of both t-the Ladybug and Cat…there was no way we could’ve saved everyone…” He explained while All Might listened with bated breath, “The villain would’ve defeated us. That’s why…I don’t regret what I did.”

    All Might knew there was more.

    “B-But I feel terrible…because you chose me to be your successor…” More tears fell down the boy’s face as he sniffled, “B-Because you said that I could become a hero like you…I-I just wanted to protect everyone…no m-matter what it took…”

    “…And that’s just what we did. Together.”

    All Might was surprised that someone cut him off, looking up along with Izuku. Marinette was awake and staring at them with shining eyes. Before the man could stop her, the girl was already getting out of bed, limping all the way to Izuku’s bed and crawled onto it before sitting in front of him. She raised her hands up to touch Izuku’s face, cupping it gently to wipe his tears away.

    “We did it. Your plan worked perfectly and everyone is safe. You may have sacrificed big time by giving up your powers to Katsuki, but we defeated Nine and New York is once again at peace. All thanks to you.”

    Izuku couldn’t stop crying, as Marinette slowly wrapped her arms around him into a gentle hug, letting him sob onto her shoulder. All Might watched with a heavy heart, deciding to give them a moment before getting up and quietly leaving the room.

    As he closed the door behind him, he was surprised seeing the President of the United States and also heroine, Victory, standing close by.

    “Camilla…” 

    “How are the children?”

    All Might walked side by side with her down the hospital hallways, sighing.

    “Resting easy now. I think this battle took a toll on them. Young Midoriya, especially. How are the rest of them?” 

    “Not a lot of casualties. Only just bruises and mild concussions but other than that, the rest of the Miraculous team are alright,” Camilla hummed as she then tilted her head to Toshinori, “Doesn’t the Midoriya kid remind you of—?”

    “Yes. Too much of him, in fact.” The blond rubbed his temple before glancing at the woman, “…And the League? Any signs of their involvement?”

    “None. And the mission from Eraserhead and Nighteye about that cult you were looking for? Also a no go.”

     “Hmmm, it’s almost as if this battle was just a taste of what’s to come.”

    Camila frowned, “…Is this war of yours going to be global?”

    “I am hoping not.” All Might said but looked out the window, “For all our sakes, I am just praying that this will not be a whole World War again.”

    “THAT HUUUUUUURTS!”

    Marinette’s eye twitched for a moment as she was curled in the four hospital beds that were squished into one giant bed, Adrien and Deku on either side of her, wide awake. After an hour nap, Bakugo woke up and was now being checked by Recovery Girl. Apparently the woman was transported here, thanks to Star Stallion, to heal everyone that was part of the battle. 

    “WHAT IN THE HELL HAPPENED TO MEEEEE?!” Bakugo yelled once more, but was silenced by a puckered up Recovery Girl. 

     Both Marinette and Adrien blushed, covering their eyes when they witnessed the woman smooching his cheek, embarrassed of the scene. According to Deku, that was all part of her healing quirk.

    “It’s still a surprise that you still kept One-For-All…” Adrien spoke up after Recovery Girl left, all four of them facing each other, “I wonder what happened?”

    “My theory is that Kacchan was knocked out before the power could be transferred fully,” Deku responded with a shrug while cuddled up to Marinette and Adrien resting his head onto her shoulder, “But somehow he doesn’t have the slightest memory of the battle and using it.”

     “To be honest, I’m not even sure myself how we won the fight. Sorta blanked out when you guys connected hands,” Marinette then looked to Adrien, “What about you? Do you remember anything?”

    Adrien was quiet for a moment, almost alerting Deku and Marinette on how nervous the blond was looking.

    “…Adrien?”

    “I saw something. And met someone…”

    Bakugo was scrubbing his face for a moment before looking up at him, “What’cha see, Furball?”

   Adrien glowered playfully at him of the nickname before he turned serious, “I saw a vision…o-or maybe a memory? It's of a former black cat…”

    “Who was it? Did he speak to you? Aw, I wished I met a past Ladybug, what was it like?” Marinette asked excitedly before Adrien raised his hand up, “Adrien?”

    “I don’t think I’m ready to share it yet, since I’m still processing what had happened. But I’ll tell you guys when I’m ready. It’s…it’s kinda a lot.”

    Deku looked understanding and nodded, “Take all the time you need.”

    Adrien winced at his words and smiled weakly, almost awkwardly, “Yeah…”

    Marinette and Bakugo looked at each other for a moment before Bakugo decided to change the subject.

    “So what’s the plan now? What’s our next move?”

    “Good question…” Deku hummed, almost closing his eyes when Marinette was scratching the top of his head affectionately, “We’ll need to head to Japan soon and get everyone prepped for U.A. High. Especially with Class A coming back from Nabu Island.”

     “Does that include the three new stragglers that you invited?” Bakugo grunted, closing his eyes when Adrien gestured him to come closer, the spiky blond’s head resting on the French boy's lap.

    “Yeah…why did you not only kidnap Aurore and Mireille, but you actually got one of my childhood friend as well?” Marinette asked as she looked at Deku, who gave a sheepish smile with a shrug.

    “I knew that Socqueline would fit nicely into our group~” Deku tiredly joked, almost yelped when the Ladybug holder pinched his side gently.

     “The dragon, though?” Marinette questioned.

     “It was the most logical idea I had so far.”

     Marinette hummed before she heard a knock on the door. All four of them looked over as it swung open, revealing Kirishima, Kagami, Todoroki and Chloe walking in. 

    “I hope we are not interrupting anything?” Todoroki asked as he and Chloe sat on one of the couches in the room while Kirishima and Kagami remained standing near them.

    “Don’t you all look cozy,” Chloe pointed out, raising a brow at the four in bed, “When did this all happen?”

    “It’s not what you think, Chloe,” Adrien said in a drawl as he shrugged, sort of combing his fingers through Bakugo’s hair, “After the fight, we just sorta…felt the need to be closer. Can’t really explain it, but when we first woke up and we couldn’t find each other—”

    “—It was like something was cut off, missing. Strange, but I almost thought that the boys…” Marinette closed her eyes, and Chloe shut her mouth from any teasing she had previously, “Tikki and Plagg then explained to us that because we used both combined Miraculous with another anomaly that was equal in power, our human bodies got too absorbed into it…”

    “So for now, we stick together until our physical bodies could regulate normally without us going into shock,” Deku added as he soon rolled towards Bakugo, who grunted tiredly. 

     “…So a cuddle party?” Kirishima questioned innocently before he winced when Kagami nudged at him with a shake of her head.

    “I guess so,” Marinette laughed a little as she felt Bakugo roll over to lay his head on her lap now, while  Deku nuzzled further into Bakugo’s back and Adrien mostly cuddled into Marinette more, “Tikki said that the tingling feeling of the powers will deplete tomorrow. So that’s at least good news.”

    “Makes sense that it would be a lot, considering all four of you almost destroyed New York and maybe the neighbouring cities,” Todoroki said plainly, making Deku, Bakugo, Adrien and Marinette groan.

     “If it wasn’t for the Ghost Force, Pixie Girl, Sorcerer and Thunderbird using their combined powers to clean up the cities, I think the government would punish us severely. Probably never to be allowed in American soil again,” Kagami said with a nod.

    “Gee, way to make us feel better guys.” Adrien rolled his eyes in sarcasm.

     “It’s the truth though, look,” Chloe pulled out her phone to show the news articles and videos talking about them, although Deku and Bakugo’s faces were blurred out, “All Might thought that you guys needed to stay low for now.”

    “Which is good. I don’t wanna some wannabe tabloids and gossip rags hounding me,” Bakugo said but then blinked when he suddenly felt a new weight on top of him and saw Todoroki laying on him, “…The hell are you doing, Icy Hot?”

    “Don’t friends usually have this kind of contact to feel better?” Todoroki asked innocently before Chloe made herself comfortably close to Adrien, still looking at her phone.

   “We aren’t friends, you bastard—Oi!” Bakugo looked down when Kirishima was laying his head onto the blond’s leg, Kagami snuggled up to him, “What are you idiots doing now?!”

    “Cuddle party! Like a bonding moment~” The red head chirped, while Kagami was patting Marinette’s hand in comfort, “Besides, you guys looked so comfortable, and when Todoroki made the move, we all joined in~”

    “Where is Yaomomo anyways?” Deku asked curiously, Kagami perking up at the question.

    “She is still recovering. Nathaniel, Marc and Alix are with her right now,” Kagami responded, reaching Kirishima’s hand and playing with his fingers idly, “But she should be better by tomorrow.”

    Suddenly, the door burst open and everyone looked over to see Rose looking bright eyed at them, along with a sheepish looking Juleka and deadpanned Shinso.

   “You guys having a slumber party?!” The strong girl clapped her hands, squealing in excitement, “Can we join?”

   “Someone say slumber party?” Nino’s head popped in as well, grinning as Sabrina and Felix also peeked in, “Awesome! I want in!”

    “Is Izuku awake? What’s going on?” Lila also was trying to push into the room, with Luka trying to reign her in.

    Bakugo felt his head throb at too many people in the room, comically yelling to the point of almost popping a blood vessel, “If none of you are the Nerd, Spots or Furball, WOULD YOU IDIOTS GET THE FUCK OUT?!”

      Rody stared down at the Miracle Box in hand for a moment with a confused look, before looking back up at Holly and Aster, the Ghost Force gang behind them in their civilian forms.

     “…Are you sure you’d want to leave this to me? I mean you guys seem the more worthy and experienced?” He asked slowly, while Aster chuckled in amusement.

    “Who are we to question the previous Master’s wish to make you Guardian? Besides, it is not like we can just take it from you?”

    “Not if you want your memories erased~” Holly said in a sing-song voice, making Rody sweat drop for a moment.

    “I already told you that you are the Guardian now until you have decided to retire, WHICH would be a long LONG time. Plus, you are holding the Thunderbird Miraculous, meaning you’ll have to lead your future team,“ Talli rested on Rody’s shoulder with a stern frown.

     Rody rolled his eyes upwards with a groan, “I still feel like this is all happening so fast and unreal at the moment…”

    Fei smiled as she patted his arm, “I mean, I thought that way too when I had the Prodigious the first time. But you gotta give yourself credit, Rody. You actually managed to be a hero and save the day.”

    “Ugghhh my street cred…” Rody whined playfully, making the others laugh. 

    “So, what now? I wish you could just stay in New York, ya know?” Liv joked, “It would be nice to have more allies our age here…”

    “You’re not coming with us?” Fei and Rody asked at the same time, making the American heroes look confused.

    “Why would we? We belong here?” Holly said with an unsure look, looking at her partner, “Right?”

    “Then again, with the Southern Miracle Box on the move, it is our duty to keep an eye out for it and it’s guardian,” Aster hummed, looking thoughtful while fixing his glasses.

    “But New York?” Holly was gesturing around her, “We swore to protect the city.”

    “You know there’s always us, right? And the United Heroez…as useful as they can be at times~” Andy quipped with a grin, making Mike and Liv roll their eyes. 

    Holly and Aster looked at each other before looking back to Rody and Fei.

    “As much as it would be an honour meeting other young heroes, particularly those holding the Miraculous, I’m afraid we cannot leave America alone.” Aster sighed solemnly as Holly nodded.

    “Especially with The Witch still prowling around,”

    “The Witch?” Rody questioned as Aster glowered. 

   “One of our mortal enemies. She wishes to harness the secrets of American Magic and, you know, rule the world by being the most powerful being in the universe and all that evil jazz,” He made air quotations with an eye roll, making the blonde beside him snort.

    “She’s a nasty piece of work. But it’s not only her, there’s also her boss, Dracula—“

    “A-are you seriously talking about the bleh-bleh-belgh, Dracula?!” Rody asked while making clawing gestures and front teeth out while making the sounds, Fei covering her mouth from laughing beside him.

   “Don’t laugh, he’s real dangerous. Not to mention he’s working side by side with Mama Witch,” Aster coughed and tried to be serious, but it was sort of hard considering the Ghost Force and Holly were trying not to giggle as well.

    “But we could handle Goblins, Trolls and Gargoyles too~ It’s not just ghosts we can whoop ass~” Andy countered, but then hummed, “But oh man…wouldn’t it be cool to go to a superhero school? I mean there’s I-Island, but they are mostly Support Crew and Science Nerds.”

    “Why don’t you come?” Fei asked curiously, but Liv gave a weak smile.

    “We have family here. Our parents don’t even know we’re superheroes that protect New York every single day, the very reasons why we keep skipping and failing school?”

   Mike agreed, “As much as we would love to join you…I’m afraid we can’t—”

   Andy let out a shout, making everyone jump.

   “Argh! It’s totally not fair! Why don’t we tag along with them?”

    Liv levelled a look to her twin brother, “Mom and Dad won’t allow us to go to Japan?”

    “Well not unless we had help from certain adults to get us there~?” Andy waggled his brows as Mike looked thoughtful for a moment.

    “…Dad is good friends with Rock Lock.”

    “Mike!” 

    “Liv, Andy has a point!” The Blue Ghost hero waved his hands in front of him when the girl glared at him with her hands on her hips like some stern parent, “Besides, why don’t we ask Miss Jones about it?”

   “I’ve been meaning to ask this, since you’ve mentioned that name a few times but…who’s Miss Jones?” Fei asked curiously. 

   Andy decided to answer with a chuckle, “She’s kinda like our boss. She’s also our science teacher in NYC High.”

   Liv continued, “She recruited the three of us to form a secret team, the Ghostforce, to protect New York City from the wild ghosts that terrorizes it. We also kinda have another team member who isn’t here.”

   “Who?” Rody and Fei asked before Andy snickered.

    “Glowboo.”

    “….Bless you?” Rody said slowly before Liv almost facepalmed.

   “Haha, that’s his name. Glowboo is an android created by Miss Jones to help us during our missions,” Mike explained properly, “We can go meet him and Miss Jones now if you like.”

  “Lady Holly and I should look into the missing Miraculous,” Aster spoke softly, glancing at the Pixie Holder, “With the Southern Miracle Box now in good hands, there’s hope that maybe the Miracle Box of the North and it’s Miraculous might be hidden somewhere.”

    Rody perked up at this, “…Did you want help finding them?”

    This made Holly and Aster look at him with bewilderment.

    “…You’d want to help us?” Aster breathed out, Holly’s eyes sparkling with hope.

    Rody chuckled, “I am a Guardian after all. And isn’t it a heroic duty as one to help all Miraculous holders?”

    A squeal came out of Holly as she swooped in to bring Rody into a hug, surprising both Fei and Aster.

    “You’ll really help us?! For really really!?”

    “Y-Yes, um, yes…c-choking, not breathing!” Rody wheezed out, almost turning blue but Liv separated them much to Rody’s relief.

    Aster looked unsure, “I’m afraid it’s not just going to take a day. In fact, it might take longer than the year we have tried searching, my friend. As we’ve told you before, we seem to be the only ones holding what remains of the American Miraculous other than the Southern Miracle Box you recently acquired.”

     Andy hummed, “We’ve tried helping them look since discovering them, but no go.”

    “As if science and technology can find magical artefacts as old as the Miraculi…” Hecca said with a drawl at the other red head, who shrugged at the Kwami.

    “The only clue I have was that Florra said that her previous holder knew of four Miraculous but they vanished. And then she was gone, thanks to Mama Witch.” A pained look came on Holly’s face, then braved it out when Aster patted her shoulder, “But even then, we don’t know where the four Miraculous are nor feel any sense of where they could be.”

    “That sounds awful. Again, I am sorry that you have gone through such ordeals.” Fei said honestly, hand over her heart them looked to Rody, “Aster is right. We cannot do much to help them since we are leaving as soon as the rest of the Miraculous Team checks out of the hospital.”

    “It is alright. Thank you for the sentiments on trying to help us, but I think our place is here in New York.” Aster smiled weakly at Fei, as Holly had to turn her head away with slumped shoulders.

    Fei honestly felt bad. She wished she could do more.

    Rody’s ears twitched for a moment as they continued to talk, his head turned to look off somewhere and Pino stilled. With the American teens and Fei still exchanging words, Rody let himself walk away from them for a moment, brows creased down and lips pursed.

    “…Do you hear that, Pino?”

    Pino shivered, cooing softly with a nod.

    “I see you feel it too.”

    Rody and Pino looked to Talli resting on the boy’s other shoulder, staring off in the distance to Central Park.

    “What is that?”

    “Spirits. Four of them.” Talli hummed, as Rody’s eyes glowed for a moment, “They are calling for help.”

   “Do you think it’s has to do with the Four Miraculous?” He asked his Kwami companion, as Pino’s wings fluttered with hope.

    “Why don’t we find out?“

     Rody looked at the knowing smile that was on the Kwami’s face and grinned, nodding his head and was about to step towards the park when he felt himself pulled back by his jacket. Falling to the ground, he looked up at a panicked Fei, Liv, Holly and Mike while Andy and Aster looked fearfully pissed.

    “What did you think you were doing man?! Trying to off yourself?!” Andy yelled straight at his face as Aster helped him up, “DO you know HOW MANY traffic deaths happen in New York? DO ya?!“

     “Easy An…” Liv murmured to her twin brother, trying to calm him down.

    “Rody, why did you do that?” Fei demanded as she checked her friend over, eyes wide and her face pale.

    Rody looked apologetic as he then looked behind her, “Something was calling us. I had to go check.“

    “Calling you?” Mike asked, glancing at his friend before looking back at Rody, “What was calling you?”

    “I didn’t hear anything,” Holly tilted her head in confusion.

    “It is thanks to his quirk and him using the Thunderbird Miraculous, his senses of the spirits and the beyond are heightened,” Talli looked proudly at her wielder, “To the point that I believe he has located four souls that might be owners of the Miraculous you are looking for.”

     “That’s impossible.” Florra spoke from Holly’s purse with big eyes, “We have been trying to sense the missing Miraculous and possible holders, and never had once felt or heard anything.”

    “It seems my chosen has~” Talli almost looked giddy at this, almost in pride, making Rody look sheepish.

    “Well, what are we waiting for? Why don’t we check it out then?“ Andy said, already excited.

    “Don’t you think we should tell Sister Marinette and Brother Adrien first?” Fei wondered out loud.

    “And what if it’s a trap?” Aster logically added, concern in his eyes.

     “But what if it’s a chance?” Holly countered.

    “Me and the boys will get Ladybug and Chat Noir,” Liv suggested, already powering up along with Andy and Mike, “Holly and Aster will following you two towards whatever it is that’s calling Rody.”

   Rody and Fei looked at each other before nodding.

   “Just meet us in Central Park, Fei can even text you our coordinates.”

    With the Ghost Force making their way to the hospital, Aster glanced at Holly with a nervous look.

    “Is it really this easy?”

     Holly knew that Aster had been disappointed through the year every time they were close to finding the Miraculous of the North, and took his hand gently to comfort him.

    “We won’t know until we find out? Besides, if it turns out to be another dead end…we’ll still keep on looking.”

    The red haired Brit felt a bit more at ease, squeezing his partner’s hand back to signal he was okay.

    Fei watched them for a moment before looking back at Rody, “Alright Rods, lead the way.”

    “It’s too bad Katsuki kicked us out. I really did want a cuddle pile and a slumber party,” Rose pouted softly, flopping onto Shinso’s lap and looked at everyone in the room with her while Juleka stroked the blonde’s hair while leaning against Shinso.

    “Let them rest. They did most of the saving by defeating Nine. They deserve a bit of peace and quiet before we leave,” Nathaniel spoke up from his seat, sketching something in his book.

    “Speaking of…” Nino looked towards Aurore and Mireille, “How did you two get dragged into this?”

    “The red head with the teeth and the pretty girl with him brought us here,” Aurore murmured before she looked at her former schoolmates with a frown, holding Stompp in her arms, “So I’m assuming that you are all working with Ladybug and Chat Noir?”

    “W-well yes…” Marc looked sheepish at her face towards them, and sweat-dropped, “I-It wasn’t like we could tell you…by the way, Aurore, how are you feeling?”

    “Traumatized? Exhausted? Just…I dunno,” The blonde murmured, hugging herself, “One minute, I’m in Paris’ hospital, the next I’m in this creepy place with creepy kids and a whack-job doctor—“

     “What creepy kids?” Felix questioned.

Mireille took this time to chime in, stroking Ziggy gently.

     “We were apparently kidnapped by the doctor that was handling Aurore. And there were others like us where we were held, and the kids there…they were acting like zombies. But Aurore and I managed to escape that place and was rescued by some Japanese policeman.”

    “You thinking human trafficking?” Alix wondered while eating some sliced apples by Sabrina, who seemed to be cutting up fruits she had apparently gotten.

    “More like quirk trafficking. Considering that Aurore and Mireille both have quirks now,” Shinso pointed out, figuring out Aurore had a Storm Quirk…but with Mireille, he wasn’t sure of since she didn’t even know if she had powers or not.

   “Really living up the Stormy Weather name…” Lila murmured with a huff, Chloe stomping her foot and smirked when the Italian yelped in pain. 

   Although the blonde felt eyes glaring daggers at her and turned her head with a huff, “What?”

   Socqueline almost sneered at the rich girl, arms folded as Longg rested on top of her head, “How are you a hero? Last time I met you, you got me expelled from school and I had to move to another part of Paris.”

   “Chloe is sorry about that, right Chloe?” Sabrina looked over at her best friend as Chloe huffed.

    “Says the martial arts tomboy that almost broke my face and destroyed my phone!”

    “You haven’t changed one bit, Bourgeois.”

    “Bite me, Wang.”

     “Hey now~” Nino got in between them as he raised a brow, then looked to Socqueline, “I’m sorry that you had experienced the Chloe Tyranny like everyone in the room here, but I can vouch that she has…halfway kinda sorta turned over a new leaf?”

    “Are you serious?” The Chinese girl was waving her hands around with gestures, “Did you forget that she, her lackey over there and the neanderthal of a jock that is Lê Chiến Kim basically tortured and broke Marinette’s heart?! How Chloe bullied all of us?!”

    Nino winced, trying to placate the girl, “I get it, and that was a long time ago—“

    “And you!” She poked her finger at his chest, surprising the DJ, “You’re the coward that let it all happen!” 

    “Stop it!” Nathaniel stood up now, frowning disapprovingly, “Socqueline, you were gone since we graduated from collège, and frankly not all of us are the same as you remember. While, yes, it was recent that Chloe has decided to slowly be a better person. However, she has shown a lot of progress.”

    Socqueline didn’t look convinced and huffed quietly, “I’ll believe it when I see it.”

    Todoroki decided to change subject, “What about Zoe-san? What happened with her?”

    “Ah, I talked with Aizawa-sensei about that. Apparently Zoe is now in All Might’s custody with the help of Victory and David Shield. Turns out, Mister Plastic had enough that he decided to sign his parental rights fully over to the State.” Shinso stated, remembering what his mentor had told him this morning.

    “That sucks. I mean, she kinda sucked before, but I don’t wish any family to abandon their own…” Alix said with a wince, making Marc look uncomfortable.

    Kirishima perked up at the sudden whoosh sound outside the hallways and peeked out for a moment, Kagami looking towards the red head curiously. The two of them then blinked as three coloured ghosts were holding both Marinette and Adrien’s in their arms and flying out the hospital building.

    The two looked at each other for a moment.

    “…Should we follow them?” Kirishima asked as Kagami smiled, feeling Orikko resting on her shoulder.

    “I think we should.”

    With a murmur of “Orikko, Sunrise!” and transforming into Onagadori, she picked up Kirishima in her arms easily, which surprised the red head for a moment. Conjuring some wings on her back, she soon flew out of the window to follow after the Ghost Force. 

    Nathaniel was the only one that watched all this, noting that his other friends didn’t seem to have caught on to anything that happened outside the room. Silently, he got up and decided to visit Momo’s room to check up on her. 

     “Where are you taking us?”

     Fury was thankful that Marinette stopped wriggling around, hitting his shoulder and chest after swooping into her room then taking her to the skies. Maybe he should’ve picked up Adrien instead, but Myst beat him to it.

     “I’m sorry, I know you’re recovering and all, but this was an emergency!” The green Ghost Force leader explained, while Krush floated beside them.

     “Rody has seem to have found other Miraculous at Central Park. And maybe it’s holders.” 

    Both Marinette and Adrien gasped.

   “Do you think it’s really them?”  Adrien asked, feeling excitement of meeting other Miraculous wielders from America before Myst looked concerned.

    “I hope so…” 

    Marinette noticed her expression, but before she could question it, she heard a whistle from below them. Looking down, she saw Thunderbird soaring towards them, along with Lady Dragon.

    “Good, you’re both here. I might need you to transform into Ladybug and Chat Noir before I show you what I, Lady Dragon, Pixie girl and Sorcerer found.” Thunderbird said promptly before flying down back to the trees below them, Lady Dragon following him.

    Exchanging glances for a moment, both the Ladybug and Cat holder transformed immediately, the Ghost Force landing and placed them down. Ladybug noticed that indeed, Pixie Girl and the Sorcerer were there and looking to the ground with pale faces and wide eyes.

   “What’s going on?” Chat Noir asked, looking worried for the two that looked like they were going to throw up.

    Lady Dragon turned into her humanoid form before looking awkward and horrified, “W-well…I’m sure the Ghost Force told you why we’re here?”

    Ladybug nodded, “You said you might’ve found other Miraculous and their holders.”

    Chat Noir looked around, before landing to look at Thunderbird, “Well? Where are they?”

    Thunderbird pursed his lips, before pointing a gloved finger down on the ground. This confused them at first, before Fury let out a curse word and gasps from Krush and Myst. Chat Noir was about to question what had them spooked, when Ladybug let out a distraught sound.

    Shakingly placing her hands over her mouth, she looked towards Thunderbird’s serious expression.

   “A-are they…?”

    “Not quite…” Thunderbird murmured as he crouched down and touched the matted forest floor, closing his eyes, breathing in and out slowly, “I feel magic underneath here. And it’s pulsing.”

    “Meaning they are alive down there,“ Talli appeared on top of Thunderbird’s head, shocking Ladybug.

    “H-How are you here?” Chat Noir stepped over, looking at the bird Kwami, “I thought Kwamis are stuck in the suits when transformed?”

    “Thanks to my Chosen’s quirk, I am able to be out and about~” Talli said haughtily, before turning serious as they looked down at the ground, “But yes, it seems there are four beings buried under here.”

    “Alive?!” Myst yelped, shaking and Fury had to calm her down.

    “Maybe they are in a comatose state,” The Sorcerer said softly before looking to Pixie Girl, “Did you not say that a year ago, the previous Pixie Girl landed in this park and passed Florra down to you before leaving this world?”

   Snapping out of her shock, Pixie Girl squeaked with tremor, “A-ah, well, yes! That’s right.”

   “Was she alone?”

    The caught the winged fairy like heroine off guard at her partner’s question, before looking thoughtful, “…S-She was…I think…?”

     The Sorcerer frowned.

    “I have a theory…what if the previous Pixie Girl wasn’t alone. What if she had a team, friends, who were also Miraculous Holders? What if she escaped something while they were cursed by some villain…?”

    Thunderbird caught onto what he was saying, “It would explain why I can feel souls down here.”

    “So…are they really alive down there? But how?” Chat Noir asked, hopeful and yet mortified.

     “It’s possible that they are still using their Miraculous. Meaning the suits has protected them and placed them into a magical coma.” Talli theorised as well, looking concerned, “But to do it for this long?”

     “How is it that I couldn’t have sensed them before?” The Sorcerer murmured, looking frustrated.

     “I think it has something to do with this?“ Thunderbird was pointing at something, and everyone looked to the direction…and saw nothing.

    “…Whaaaaaaat are you looking at, Thunderbird?” Fury asked curiously, Thunderbird looking surprised.

    “Can’t you see it?” He asked, making Lady Dragon look concerned.

    “See what?” She asked, making Thunderbird look even more puzzled.

     “The gravestones? Can’t you seem them?”

      “Gravestones?” Ladybug looked around once more, seeing nothing and then shaking her head, “I do not see anything, Thunderbird. I’m sorry…”

    “As I’ve told you, they can’t see what you can, my Chosen. It is because they are not powerful enough, and your quirk helps a ton with the powers of the Thunderbird. Honestly, I can understand why,” Talli chuckled, as she flew around for a moment, “It’s quite a powerful curse from a high level witch.“

    The Sorcerer looked up with a frown, “…Are you saying that is why no one, not even me and my family, could sense them all this time? Because of a Witch’s Curse?”

   “Correct! I assume this is why Pala also did not  know about this. From what I can guess, this sort of curse is to make sure that those buried down here are not to be found, magic or otherwise. If it’s true that perhaps the Previous Pixie Holder has escaped the grasp of the caster, then perhaps whoever cursed these poor souls was someone dangerous…”

    “And…t-the gravestones?” Krush asked slowly, before Talli hummed.

     “I believe they are more of Hex Tombs than markings of a grave.”

     “What are Hex Tombs?” Lady Dragon asked, seeing the ominous expression on Sorcerer.

     “With this sort of spell, it requires A LOT of power,” He explained, as he was summoning his spell-book in hand then flipping the pages with a frown, “Dark magic like this has some requirements. Think like how back in the day, Witches and Wizards used Blood Magic—”

     “T-There is THAT sort of magic?!” Myst, Ladybug and Lady Dragon yelped and hugged each other with exclaimed fear, making the boys sweat drop for a moment.

     Sorcerer raised a brow, “…Y-Yes? But I think the caster used Curse Magic. Less of a mess and hassle.”

    “Curse Magic?” Thunderbird questioned him, “What’s the difference?”

    “It’ll be easier to understand if you think of curse magic as something like a lock and key,” The wizard like hero explained, as he was waving a hand when a light illusion of a lock and key appeared before them, “You can place a lock to bound people with a curse, then set a key that will unlock it and dispel the curse…”

     Ladybug folded her arms across her chest while Chat Noir tilted his head to the side in confusion. 

     “But, why even have a key? Why let the cursed person know you can break the curse?” The Cat hero asked, “Isn’t it better not to tell them from a caster’s point of view?”

     This made Sorcerer smirk in bitter amusement.

     “Curses always come with a cost.”

     Everyone was quiet at that, especially with Ladybug. This seems familiar, she would think.

      “If you try and change someone’s life, then there’s a huge price for that. But if you create a key to lift that curse, then the risk deceases.” The red head paused as he adjusted his hat, “Then what do you think will happen if you actually tell the victim the way to lift the curse?”

     Fury raised a hand, “So, it’s like a Get-Out-of-Jail-Free card!”

     The Sorcerer chuckled, “That’s one way of putting it. The cost that you’ll pay for that curse decreases exponentially. So you would take the victim’s characteristics into consideration and pretty much tell them ‘I bet you can’t even do this~!’ And make that the key.”

    “But what if you don’t pay for it?” Ladybug asked, as the Sorcerer sighed.

     “That’s where Blood Magic comes in. It is not necessary to make a “key”, but if you don’t do so then something like the rest of your lifespan, health, a part of your body….or maybe someone’s life is payment enough. Equivalent Exchange.” It was then the red head said something in a dark tone and smirked, “I think you can even destroy a great country by taking the lives of ten thousand people?Scumbags that love to use the lives of others than their own…” 

    “That’s horrible!” Ladybug yelled, looking sick to her stomach as Chat Noir also paled.

     “But that was old practice. No one really does that anymore,” The Sorcerer assures, “At least, my family and many other good Witches and Wizards find that a bit taboo because it goes against Nature, the purest magic itself. I mean the Kwamis themselves are beings that are contracted entities that requires energy.”

    Ladybug thought about it before murmuring, “When…we feed them?”

     “Exactly,” The red haired magician nodded, “But they can also feed into your Mana when you bond with them in the form you are in now. I mean, did you not find it odd how you all feel tired after de-transforming?”

    Ladybug and Chat Noir looked at each other, and so did Thunderbird and Lady Dragon.

    “…Did you guys seriously not realise that?” The Sorcerer said in surprise, “It is why Pixie Girl and I don’t get involved so much in heroic affairs. Because it takes a lot of energy out of us…”

     “Is it also the same with our ghosts?” Fury asked, remembering his little companion, Dragoyle, the very being that gives him his powers currently.

     “Yes, actually. I am even surprised that you have tamed such creatures considering that pretty much Dark Types of Magical beings are untamable.”

    “But…we feed our kwamis?” Chat Noir said, dumbfounded, “Plagg eats a lot of cheese…”

    “That is not enough. Maybe that will sate them like a snack, but they would need more than normal food . To have them in fighting shape in power when bonded with their holders, your energies must be compatible to maintain your connection with one another. For example, I notice that Queen Bee is much more powerful than King Stinger when using the Bee Miraculous,” Sorcerer pointed out.

    “So…a human and a Kwami have to be compatible?” Ladybug did remember Master Fu saying that.

    “Correct. It’s sort of like a plug connecting to an electric socket. If the voltage is not matched, there is a high chance that one or the other might damage themselves or be corrupted.” 

    “Like Hawkmoth?” 

     The Sorcerer tilted his head, “This is the villain from your country, yes? The one that is missing?”

    “There was another. Mayura. The previous holder of the Peacock,” Ladybug sighed, “But she went missing too.”

     “That’s unfortunate…”

     “…So someone cursed these people below us?” Fury murmured after a minute, everyone else sort of reeling at Sorcerer’s words.

    “They were silenced by someone,” Myst looked sad but then gasped, “But if they are alive…!”

    “We have to dig them out!” Pixie Girl was soon bringing forth her magic and summoned vines from the trees, before Sorcerer stopped her.

    “If we try digging them out by force, we might activate the curse and hurt them more!”

     Ladybug’s head clicked, “The Hex Tombs? Are they the keys to this curse?”

    The Sorcerer gave a sharp smile, “Now you’re getting it. I think whoever the Witch that cursed these people didn’t think that someone would find them so quickly. Maybe they expected hundreds of years to go by before the curse’s time weakened and someone came across them.”

    “Luckily, we have someone that found them at last!” Lady Dragon said in hope, making the bird hero look perplexed.

    “M-Me? Free them?”

    “It is why the souls called for you. They can feel that you can feel them too. So they cried for help in hopes that you would come and rescue them.” Talli spoke to her holder dearly, and Thunderbird gulped.

    “…What if I screw up?”

    “You won’t.” Ladybug assured him as she patted his shoulder, “We’re here in support for you, you’re not alone. You can do this, Thunderbird. You are these missing Miraculous Holders’ only hope!”

    With those encouraging words, and the agreement looks from the rest of the teen heroes, Thunderbird felt a bit more confident. Nodding his head, he soon turned his head to  the Hex Tombs that he alone could see.

    “Okay…so what should I do?”

     “First, take look at the tombs. Are there any writings or some sort of markings on them?” The Sorcerer asked, as Thunderbird looked to the Hex Tombs.

    “…There are symbols on all four of them?”

     “Can you tell us what they are?”

    Thunderbird squinted his eyes for a moment, as he observed them.

    “Okay, well, the first one looks like…a squid ring?”

    Fury and Chat Noir looked at him deadpanned, as if not believing what he was saying right now.

    “Are…you sure?” Lady Dragon asked slowly, wondering if what her partner is saying is correct.

    “Wait, wait! Uh, there’s what seems to be like wings under it…oh, that might be a halo than a squid ring.”

     Ladybug sighed at this, while the boys snickered along with Pixie Girl.

     “What are the other symbols?” The Sorcerer urged the bird hero to continue.

     “Another one has a horse head that has a horn…a fish tail aaaaand a butterfly?”

     Ladybug and Chat Noir looked at each other in surprise. Another Butterfly Miraculous? Then again, they had Lady Dragon, so it made sense there might be other variants of Miraculous. Especially if there are some copying from the Original Chinese Miracle Box. At least, that was what Ladybug remembered from Master Fu’s lessons.

      “Good. Now that we know the symbols, we can use those as keys as a way to free them,” The wizard like hero soon was flipping through his spell book as he summoned his staff, “You’re just gonna have to repeat after me. Once you do, you’ll enter the same plane as the spirits and their indicators are the symbols you just saw. Once you find them, you contact me spiritually by reciting the words I will tell you in a minute. The rest of you? Be ready for anything in case something happens. There will be times that when breaking a curse, the caster might’ve set booby traps to stop us.”

     “B-Booby traps?” Krush yelped, as Thunderbird sat down cross-legged on the ground in from of the tombstones in front of him and felt Sorcerer kneeling next to him.

      “Remember, just go for the symbols and nothing else. Let nothing stop you, no matter what. There will be things that will try and distract you from reaching your destination and/or try and  scare you away by using your biggest fears and traumas of the past. But don’t. Especially do not interact with The Man in the Chair.”

     Thunderbird nodded, “Okay.”

      The Sorcerer then leaned in and whispered into his ear, the other hero listening attentively. Ladybug wished she could hear what was being said, but with a worried look from Chat, she decided to leave it alone. Thunderbird seemed to be silent as Sorcerer leaned back, giving him a moment to process everything. 

     “I’m ready when you are.” Thunderbird murmured, as he was holding his sickle in hand and closed his eyes.

     “Do you even know what you’re doing?” Lady Dragon asked, but then felt Ladybug’s hand on her shoulder.

    “Don’t worry, everything’s going to be fine.” She smiled at the other, and Lady Dragon relaxed a little. 

    The Sorcerer let his spell book float in front of him as he then began to glow a blue magical hue, the light soon embedded to his star staff, breathing out.

     “As above, so below. As I believe the world to be, so it is.”

     Thunderbird slowly repeated the words, and soon the two were chanting in sync, sort of creeping everyone out except for Lady Dragon and Ladybug. The Shanghai heroine felt nervous as she watched Thunderbird’s breathing slowed, and his whole body was glowing the same way she saw him handling Sole Crusher. 

    ‘Please let him come back in one piece…’

    Rody gasped as he saw he was in the same darkness when inside Sole Crusher…except this time, it felt like he was in a cold freezer. Shivering, he rubbed his arms up and down before looking around.

Nothing.

    “Well, so much for that…” He murmured but then realised that neither Pino or Talli are with him. 

     He was alone.

     Rody sniffed, trying to keep calm at the fact that not only was he powerless since he was not in his Thunderbird form, but the fact that with this sort of silence and feeling of loneliness…

    …this could make him go mad.   

    “Okay, focus and find the symbols. Nothing to distract me, yup yup…” He said out loud, trying to walk towards where he was feeling the calls were coming from. He just had to focus on finding those symbols and—

    “Where you going, son?”

     Rody almost froze in shock at the voice, but kept walking as his eyes hardened. Do not turn around.

    “Are you still mad at me for leaving you and your siblings, Rodster?”

    ‘Don’t turn around, no matter what. Focus.’ Rody would think to himself, and closed his eyes when he felt something block his path, breathing heavily as the voice distorted demonically.

    “YoU tOo gOoD fOr mE nOw, hUh, LitTLe bAstard~? I rAiSeD yOu bEtTeR thAn tHat~“

     Rody just walked around the entity and kept walking, ignoring the growls and mocking voice beckoning him to open his eyes and pay attention to him.

    ‘There is no way that I would even want to look at my old man…’

    “Big Brother?”

     Twin voices of children next. A boy and a girl.

     Rody almost faltered for a second, but remembered this wasn’t real and kept pushing forward.

    “Big Brother? Why are you ignoring us?”

    “Did you abandon us, too?”

    “You’re worse than Dad.“

    “We hate you, Rody.”

     “We’re better off without you in our lives.”

     “Should’ve died instead of Mom.”

    As much as it pained him to hear Roro and Lala’s voice saying those things, Rody couldn’t stop. He can’t stop moving until he finds those souls…

    Ladybug gasped as she watched Thunderbird convulsing in place for a second, Lady Dragon already at his side and holding his hands.

    “Is this supposed to happen?!” She asked frantically.

    The Sorcerer looked solemn but nodded.

    “Thankfully, he’s on the right track. Currently, there are forces that are trying to break his spirit and cut the connection to return to his physical form.”

    “W-what happens if something does, ya know, cut him off?” Chat Noir wondered in worry.

    “Hopefully with the Thunderbird Miraculous, Talli could pull him back out. Pino could do the same, considering how powerful Rody’s quirk apparently is. Gotta say, it’s a good thing his quirk and Miraculous match up to be an all-in-one superpower weapon,” The Sorcerer murmured, keeping his staff focused over Thunderbird’s head.

    “I think we lost them…”

    “We couldn’t have? We were going the same speed as them. I even used Speed with my Miraculous.” 

    Kirishima looked at Onagadori in concern for a moment before sighing, knowing it was pointless to go on. As he was about to suggest to go back, a sudden feeling washed over him. Astonished, he heard something from a distance and strained his ears to listen. It almost sounded like some sort of song…and it was coming from—

     “…Dori-chan, wait!”

    Onagadori stopped mid-flight in the air as she lookeed over at the red head, “What is it, Ei?”

    “There’s something calling me. Over there!” He pointed over to the east, the Rooster heroine looking over, “I think we should go over there.”

     “What about the Ghost Force, Adrien and Marinette?”

     “We’ll catch up to them later. Right now, I think someone needs our help.” 

     Trusting his instincts, Onagadori decided to follow Kirishima’s instructions and started flying to where he was pointing, hoping that this wasn’t some sort of trap. The red head kept his eyes trained as he told the Rooster Heroine where to go, the feeling and the sound that was calling to him growing stronger and stronger. Until eventually, they ended up in some sort of beach. Kirishima told Onagadori to land, the two then stepping onto the sandy grounds before looking around.

    “So? Do you still hear anything, Ei?” The Rooster heroine asked as Kirishima looked around some.

    “I do…I think we’re getting closer…” He murmured before he stepped off near the sea for a moment, but paused, as he then felt a warm sensation flowing through him, “What in the…?”

    “Ei?”

    The Hardening Quirk user placed a finger up, signalling for Onagadori to lower her voice, as he crouched down on the ground. Eyes narrowed and lips pursed, he placed a hand on the wet sand, feeling it for a moment with deep concentration. He suddenly stood up, whirling around to Onagadori with a panicked look.

    “I think there’s someone down here! We need to dig them up now!”

    “Sublimation!”

    Copying Kirishima’s Hardening quirk as he quickly activated his, the two started digging the spot that the red head at pointed at, creating a large hole until suddenly Onagadori felt something touch her hand.

     “Wait!”

     Kirishima paused as he reached out and touched the object that the Rooster heroine hit, blinking as the two noticed it was—

     “It’s a Mini Miracle Box…but it looks different than our ones,” Onagadori murmured as the box started glowing slightly, almost pulsing like a heart beat, “…What if this is calling to you specifically because you are it’s Chosen?”

   “Nah, there’s no way…" Kirishima laughed, shaking his head but then was quiet for a second before looking at the girl, “…There’s n-no way I’m supposed to have this, right?”

    Onagadori shrugged, then urged him, “Why not open it and find out?”

    An audible gulped sounded from the red head for a moment as he looked down at the box, frowning a little with an unsure look. How was he supposed to feel about this? While, yes, he is one of the Guardians of the Miraculous…but he didn’t think he was going to get his own Miraculous. He gave up that idea when he gave the Turtle mantle back, couldn’t be Mandrake again and thought he was going continue on without a Miraculous.

     Was this fate?

    Closing his eyes, he quickly opened the box and felt warmth at his face and opened his eyes to see a floating Kwami staring back at him. This Kwami was coloured blue with red and black linings and red eyes, almost looking shark like with the way it was grinning at him.

    “Hello, my Chosen~! I am Nepp, the Kwami of Waters~!“

    “Er, hi?” Kirishima greeted with a grin of his own, Onagadori smiling at the scene before her, “S-Sorry to disappoint you, but you got it all wrong. I’m not your Chosen? I can’t be…”

    “But you came when I called!” Nepp tilted their head to the side as they stared up at the young hero, “I have been trying to summon and wait for my Chosen for centuries now. But I felt you close by. If you really weren’t my chosen, you wouldn’t have heard me and come to my rescue~”

    “I told you so.” Onagadori said with a smile, Kirishima looking at her with a pout.

     Nepp floated around Kirishima’s head, observing him for a moment before smiling, “You look strong. And you feel like you are honest and have a heroic heart~ That’s what I look for in my Chosen~“

     This made Kirishima look sheepish, rubbing the side of his neck.

     “They’re not wrong. You are all those things and more,” Onagadori said before the red head could retort, shutting down any negative words that Kirishima was about to put on himself, “You should take Nepp.”

    “What a wise heroine you are,” Nepp cooed, then blinked, “…You seem to have a Miraculous as well. From the Chinese Sister Box, I assume?”

     “You are correct,” Onagadori nodded, making Nepp look impressed, “And there are more of us too.”

    “Then what are we waiting for? Let us go see them,” The shark like Kwami looked to Kirishima once more and chuckled, “To transform, all you have to say is: Nepp! Rising Tide!”

     Kirishima looked nervous, glancing over at Onagadori for a moment before his shoulders slump. But with a touch of her hand, Kirishima felt his heart skip a beat and looked at the Rooster heroine again, who smiled. Her eyes seemed to say she believed in him, and that was all he needed. With a confident smile, he turned to Nepp, who already had a knowing excited smile.

     “Nepp! Rising Tide!”

Rody blinked when he felt warmth all over him, and glanced over to see four sets of lights. 

    Bingo! 

    Smiling, he was about to step forward when he felt the ground give way under his feet. Eyes widened, he felt his world shift. He tried to scream, but nothing came out of his throat as it felt like he was falling, staring up at the darkness…the nothingness. He tried to flail his arms out, as if to grab something, ANYTHING, that could stop him from falling further and further into the darkness.

    ‘No no no, I can’t be lost in here! I can’t! I have to get out and get those souls…’

    He gasped when he felt something slithering over his arms and legs, dark tendrils wrapping around his limps and dragging him further down into the abyss below him. Silver grey eyes kept looking around in a panic, trying to struggle free but it seemed to make the bindings on him tighten the more he wriggled.

   “…Am I going to die here?”

   Yes.

   Rody felt a shiver down his spine, hearing that deep and calm voice in his head. A presence was made known to his left side, and curiosity got the better of him as he slowly turned his head. He saw a person sitting on some fancy looking resting chair, their back turned away from Rody. Slowly, the shadowed person was turning their head towards the teen, but Rody couldn’t see their face. But somehow…it felt like his heart was constricting, and the air turning hot. Like he was in Hell.

    “Do not interact with the Man in the Chair.”

    Rody wished he could turn his head away, but somehow his eyes were glued to the being that was taking forever to turn and look at him, but it already felt like Rody’s soul was being sucked away.

    “…H-Hello? Is someone there?”

     Rody heard a boy’s voice, almost teenage like, as he looked up and saw a blue light floating above him. It laminated so brightly, that it started to form a symbol. Wings with a halo.

    It was one of the souls.

    “Y-Yes! Yes! I’m here! I’m here! I’ve come to rescue you and your friends!” Rody called out, feeling the bonds on his arms and legs weakening, and soon fought to get free, “I’m coming! I’m coming to rescue you!”

    Soon, another glowing light appeared, this one pink and having the fish tail. And another appeared, this one being a green light that had the symbol of a horse’s head with a horn. And finally…a purple light with a butterfly.

     Rody had found them.

    He struggled harder now, even when he didn’t have to look to see that the man in the chair was now floating closer to him. 

    “Let…me…go!”

     He was reaching his arms up to the light, hands outstretched and desperate hope in his eyes.

    Sorcerer’s eyes widened as he sensed power coming from Thunderbird and soon waved his staff in the air.

    “Ready yourselves, everyone! He’s found them!”

     Ladybug jumped up before she was soon side by side with Lady Dragon, Thunderbird’s body convulsed even more sporadically, almost as if having a seizure. Chat Noir was tense along with the Ghost Force and Pixie Girl, watching as the Hex Tombs appeared and started to shake. Sorcerer was murmuring under his breath in another language, waving his staff around as everything around them was growing dark, almost as if it was night time.

    “Ladybug, use your spell! Pixie Girl, ready yourself as well!”

    Ladybug looked confused for a moment at the British wizard, “W-what? Why?”

    “Use the spell you use when defeating Akumas. Do it now!”

     Pixie Girl was already waving her hands around, summoning the tree roots to help her dig up the ground that was breaking under them, giving a chance for whatever is coming to be brought up faster. Deciding to go along with it, Ladybug was soon bringing her yo-yo up and throwing it in the air.

    “MIRACULOUS LADYBUG!”

    Sparkling ladybugs were magically conjured, flying towards the Hex Tombs as the stones cracked, the ground erupting as glowing figures were starting to uprise from the ground. Thunderbird screamed out as his body froze for a moment, twitching for a few seconds before going slack. Lady Dragon’s heart dropped as she went to feel his pulse, and paled as she felt none. 

     “Thunderbird! No, no—RODY!” Lady Dragon pressed her hands to pump rapidly against his chest in a panic, Chat Noir immediately rushing over.

     “Shit, shit, shit, he’s…he’s not…?”

     “Chat Noir! Fury, Krush and Myst need your assistance!”

     The feline hero snapped out of his own fear, and looked up seeing the Ghost Force pulling out what seemed to be glowing bodies from the ground, and one seemed to be waving an arm as if needing help to be free. Chat Noir rushed over, grabbing for what seemed to be a glowing purple and white gloved arm, and pulling them up. His eyes widened seeing that the glowing figure was an older African American girl in a white and purple costume and mask…and had beautiful butterfly wings behind her. She coughed, and Chat Noir looked her over to see if she was alright.

     “U-Um, Miss, a-are you okay?” Chat Noir spoke in English, gaging the young woman’s reaction.

     “H-Huh? Where…where am I? And who are you?” The butterfly heroine looked to the feline hero, glanced her surroundings then eyes widened, “Pixie…W-where are Pixie Girl and the others?!”

     Pixie Girl, hearing her name had flown over to them and tilted her head, “Yes? You called me?”

     The mysterious girl with the butterfly motif then looked upset, staring at her with confusion.

     “…Why do you look different?”

     The winged heroine looked confused before the girl narrowed her eyes.

     “…You’re not the Pixie Girl I know.”

     Before Pixie Girl could question it, Fury’s yelp sounded loudly as a loud smack echoed around them.

     “Ow! What the hell?!” The green ghost yelled at some girl with pink hair and suit, having noticeably aquatic features. 

     It almost reminded Ladybug in her Aquabug form.

     The new girl in question was waving her hands in gestures, her face pulled into frown as she soon was smacking Fury again.

     “Ow! Make her stop!”

      Myst looked over and almost laughed, “Maybe she thought you were a bad guy.”

     “…Who are you people?” The voice next to Myst spoke softly, and the magenta coloured ghost girl looked over to see a confused looking dark haired male in a blue hero costume…although his look was unique considering he had six wings floating behind him and his mask had three pairs of eyes.

    “Er, the name’s Myst. And who are you and your friends?” She introduced herself calmly, “Do you remember anything about what happened to you guys?”

    The angelic like male placed a hand over his heart.

   “My name is Seraph…I came with my companions Greenhorn and Miss Mermaid to go against—”

    He paused for a moment as suddenly a blue light surrounded his body, and the lights died down to reveal a teenage boy with dark almost bluish hair like Marinette’s, blue eyes behind his glasses and dressed in casual jeans, hoodie and tennis shoes. He seemed in shock for a moment as a little Kwami  with tiny wings and a halo fell onto his lap, looking exhausted.

    “Their Miraculous must’ve timed out.” Krush said logically, watching the young man that he helped out also glowing green before revealing a young dark skinned male with green highlights in his dreadlocks, his street clothes looking more like Andy’s style and a green coloured Kwami with a horn on it’s forehead also fell onto his lap.

     The girl still silently smacking Fury also powered down as she was just an ordinary pink haired girl in gothic casual clothes, her eyes narrowed as a pink Kwami with a cute tiny tail fin fell into her hands.

     Chat Noir then felt a warm glow in his arms, as the girl with the butterfly motif soon transformed into a normal older girl with a beanie covering the top of her head, but her braided locks cascaded down past her shoulders, wearing a grungy like styled clothing. A little Kwami that looked a little like Nooroo fell into her hands gently, but the creature was more white than purple with violet linings around their body.

    “You said…Miraculous?” The boy that was called Seraph murmured, tilting his head, “Does this mean you’re also like us?”

     “Yes!” Pixie Girl immediately spoke as she soon quietly de-transformed in front of them, Florra appearing over her shoulder solemnly, “My name is Holly Rosewood…the new Pixie Girl.”

     “Miss Mariposa?” Florra spoke quietly as the girl with the Butterfly Kwami looked up, along with her small companion, “Letta, my friend?”

     “Florra? W-what happened? The fight—W-w-where’s Diana?” The girl, now named Mariposa, spoke softly, looking around then back at the Kwami. 

     Ladybug and Chat Noir looked at each other for a moment while this was going on, as Holly looked uncomfortable.

     Florra sighed, shaking her head, “I’m afraid Miss Diana is gone, Miss Mariposa. Miss Holly is my new holder now. You…you were gone for so long, and…she tried looking for you, Miss, she did…”

     Mariposa looked shocked, shaking a little as her lower lip quivered, “…How long?”

     Florra closed her eyes, “Four years…it was only last year she was defeated and had to pass me onto another so I would not fall into the wrong hands…”

    This made Holly look surprised, and Ladybug could sense that probably Florra had not told her that part.

    Sorcerer sighed as he too de-transformed, Hecca appearing over his head as he looked over the remaining three new people, “My name is Aster Orion, I am the holder of Hecca and from a family of wizards. We have been looking for more Miraculous holders like you for a while.”

     A coughing sound was heard and everyone looked towards Thunderbird, who seemed to move and gave a shallow breath, making everyone relieved. Lady Dragon looked over Thunderbird as he seemed to have automatically de-transformed, revealing an unconscious Rody with Talli and Pino collapsed over his chest.

     “I-Is he going to be okay?” The Chinese heroine of the Dragon asked, as Chat Noir looked over and de-transformed as well, feeding Plagg then looked over Rody.

     “He’s still breathing. So at least he’s alive…” Adrien said with a small smile, and watched Ladybug de-transform as well, Tikki nuzzling onto her shoulder.

     “My name is Marinette Dupain-Cheng. I am one of the Guardians of the Chinese Miracle Box,” She introduced as she looked at the three before her while standing beside Aster, but then noticed something off, “…It’s okay, you can trust us since we are all on the same team. Whoever you are won’t be revealed, but we should make sure that you get to your families, they must be real worried—“

    Marinette was surprised when the one that had the angelic like Kwami started laughing, but it sounded more bitter and sarcastic than anything. Confusion was coloured on her face as she looked at the boy, who’s faded looking eyes locked on her direction.

    “I don’t think my family would be worried for me in a good sense. Because it was my own father that buried me alive down here~” It sounded in a joking manner, but it caused some of them to look at him as if he was crazy.

    “Y-Your father?” Liv, who de-transformed already, said slowly while looking puzzled, “Why would—?”

     “Does the name Nolan Kasenti mean anything to anyone?” 

      Mike raised his hand up, “U-um, yeah? He’s the…He's like a famous philanthropist and the CEO of Kasskorp Tech, the world's biggest tech empire next to Tsurugi Industries? My dad has met him a couple of times?”

     The boy smirked for a bit, as he adjusted his glasses, “Yeah. I’m his son, Grady Kasenti.”

     A gasp left some of the teens, as Andy’s eyes widened in recognition.

     “Wait…I’ve heard of you!” The red head pointed out, looking at the male, “Aren’t you that genius boy that went missing? I’ve seen you all over the news four years ago…you and some other kids…”

     The male with the green high-lighted dreads was waving his hands for attention for a moment, and started making hand gestures, almost confusing some of them. The one that caught on was Fei, (who de-transformed during the talk) Aster and Adrien.

    The blond blinked when seeing the male make hand signs of pointing to himself, then his palms facing up while shrugging his shoulders, pointing both index fingers away and finally gestured his lips to cheek.

    “…You want to go home?”

    Marinette looked impressed, “You understood him?”

    “I took up sign language in French, English, Chinese and Japanese during my time with, you know who, before I met you,” Adrien explained, before he looked at the male signing once more, “He also wanted to point out that, yes, many kids have been taken. But him and his friends were trying to find them when they were ambushed.”

    The one with the Butterfly Kwami, Mariposa, raised her hand, “I was actually supposed to watch these kids with my partner, Pixie Girl…but it seems that she is gone. And now someone else took her place.”

     Somehow Holly looked guilty about this before Adrien raised a hand up.

     “Why…don’t we go somewhere else to talk about this?”

     Grady nodded, “Sounds like a good idea. With me and my team awake now, it’s only a matter of time before my father finds out I’m back and alive.”

    “How does it feel?”

    Onagadori watched the boy now in what seemed to be in a sleek suit like hers, only it almost had shark like features like in a video game Adrien showed her once. She had to admit, even though Eijiro looked good in red, blue and black suited him find as well. She watched him swim in the ocean for a moment, even using some of his new powers that apparently he just knew on the spot. Definitely, the Miraculous was made for him. 

    “Feels…awesome!” The Shark hero turned to her, smiling, “What hero name do you think I should use?”

    The Rooster heroine tapped her chin for a moment in thought, tilting her head as she hummed, “Well, I won’t call you Shark Boy that’s for sure.”

    Laughter sounded from the male, “Y-Yeah, I feel like that one’s taken?”

    “Well…if the hero name you use regularly is red themed….or something manly?” 

    A sheepish look was on the shark teen’s face, and Onagadori smiled fondly.

    “So? What’s it going to be?”

    The red head took a moment to think, before he snapped his fingers, “What about Shinkusame?”

    Onagadori tilted her head, taking moment before nodding, “…Sounds good.”

    “You think so?” Shinkusame looked down at himself, then at his weapon in hand, “For a moment I thought I was going to go for something like Hammerhead or Manly Shark—”

    “Shinkusame is enough,” The Roostter heroine raised her hand up to stop him, but suddenly felt an odd sensation run down her spine, and it seemed her companion felt it too, “What was that?”

     “I dunno?…Maybe there’s a bad guy on the loose?”

     “If there is, we should investigate.”

     The two soon were rushing to where they felt the weird sensation they were getting, which grew stronger the more they ran. Finally, they seemed to have stopped at an old abandoned factory that was close to a pier, and Onagadori narrowed her eyes. 

    Shinkusame pursed his lips, looking at the heroine, “The feeling stopped…?”

    “…Someone led us here.”

    “And you both fell for it.”

    The two looked up and immediately jumped away when giant hoofs stomped on the very spot they were previously standing in, almost flattened by the mystery monster. Both the Rooster and Shark Miraculous holders then took in the sight before them, with Onagadori paling and Shinkusame looking confused.

    “M-Mother?”

    Standing before them was Ikari Gozen,but something about her felt different.

    “Give me your Miraculous!”

    Onagadori was frozen for a moment, staring in horror at her akumatized mother but then yelped when Shinkusame pulled her out of the way before her bokken hit her.

    “Dori-chan, snap out of it!” Shinkusame scolded softly, as he was twirling his triton in hand to block some of the hits while dodging them, “We gotta defeat this foe or call the Team.”

   As he said this, however, he noticed a figure moving behind Ikari Gozen. This dark shadowed being leapt into the abandoned factory behind the Akuma, and the Shark hero couldn’t help but feel suspicious about it. Something wasn’t right here, and his gut was telling him that he had to follow them.

    “Dori-chan, you think you can handle this thing on your own?”

     The Rooster heroine looked puzzled, “I…think so? But what—?”

    “If not, call for backup. There’s someone there that’s getting away and might be someone that summoned this akuma! I’m going after them.”

     “Shinkusame, wait—“

     Wasting no time, the Shark hero jumped passed the horridly red color of an akuma and rushed into the building, aiming to capture whoever it was that ran inside. He paused, looking around for the person until he felt his senses kick in. Jumping out of the way, he looked over to see that it was…some sort of cane? He leapt away when the cane suddenly floated in the air and aimed for him again, but Shinkusame managed to swat it away with his triton.

    “Show yourself, villain!”

     “A villain? That’s a pretty rude assumption, boy…”

     Out of the shadows came a figure, a woman, to be exact. She was pale, almost looking light pastel purple with her almost silver lavender hair woven in a French braided crown twist bun held together with a violet ribbon. She was adorned in what seems to be in a purple turtleneck sweater, a black dress twin tail coat, tight black almost violet pants, and black high heel boots. Her face was covered in a beautiful looking masquerade butterfly mask, her glowing blue-violet eyes staring back at him calmly.

    “…Considering how you’re dressed, it’s safe to assume you might be. Especially when attacking me and my friend.” Shinkusame said with a sharp smile, as the woman had one herself painted on her dark lips.

    “Perhaps. But then again, I never expected someone to find the Shark Miraculous before me.”   

    “Too bad you can’t have it! And you won’t be getting away…” He spotted the familiar Butterfly Miraculous perched on her chest and his eyes widened, “You…?”

    “You won’t be getting this from me either~” The woman touched over her Miraculous and gave a a small chortle, “Unlike Hawkmoth, I don’t stoop myself lower to a mere child~”

    Shinkusame narrowed his eyes and was about to push forward to tackle her, but yelped when she suddenly vanished into butterflies, her titling laughter echoed around him.

     “Another time, young hero. We will see each other again soon~”

     Shinkusame growled as he looked at the empty space, but shook his head as he rushed to go outside to check on his partner. Although it seems Onagadori had it handled considering that she had the Akuma tied up.

    Looking up, Onagadori looked over at the Shark hero and rushed over to him, looking miffed, “Do not run off on me like that!”

    “Sorry! I had to try and capture that person…but they got away,” He paused, before looking at her, “They had the Butterfly Miraculous. The one that Hawkmoth used to have on.“

    “…It was well assumed there would be a new Butterfly Villain that was not Gabriel Agreste,” Onagadori  hummed, but then looked over at the Akuma, “For now, I guess we call Ladybug to de-akumatize this—“

    The two heroes gasped when suddenly the akuma started…melting into brown chunks of mud, giving a sadistic grin before completely just a puddle on the ground. 

    “…It was a distraction.”

    “And they were obviously after the Shark Miraculous.” 

    This caused Onagadori to look at her partner, “What makes you say that?”

    Shinkusame sighed, as he was rubbing his head, “Because the villainess I was chasing after admitted it to me.”

    “But why would she just…run away instead of fight the Miraculous off you?”

    “I dunno? But this is something we should tell Ladybug and them.” 

    And Onagadori agreed. The two decided to leave right there and then back to the hospital to tell the others, not knowing that pleased eyes were following them.

    “What was the point of that?”

     The woman sighed as she titled her head to the new voice next to her, and tutted gently.

    “Just an observation, if you will. After all, we don’t want to be making the same mistakes as Gabriel…don’t you agree, Tomoe-san~?”

     Tomoe snorted, walking beside the Butterfly Villainess as she tapped her cane to the ground once, and shook her head, “I figured that fool would be a failure to us. Especially when he was too emotional with his so called ‘family’ that he deluded himself with…“

     Something in the Butterfly Villainess’ facial expression twitched for a second, before she chuckled, “That goes the same for you and your daughter, my dear friend.”

    “I have no daughter. Not anymore since she’s as defective as my previous offspring.” Tomoe murmured with disappointment in her voice, before straightening herself up, “The Council have already prepared for the next steps. All we need now is our other partnered benefactors to uphold their end of the bargain.”

    “Does this mean 'that' is ready to be operational?” 

     Tomoe smiled a little, as she was holding what seems to be a small silver ring.

    “Thanks to some cooperation from Kasskorp Tech, Operation: Alliance can begin.”

    A satisfied smile was on the Butterfly Villainess’ lips before closing her eyes, nodding her head, “Good, good. Proceed with the next phase of our plans. Do not let me down, Tomoe-san.”

    “A Tsurugi never fails, Sovereign Pieris.”

   Sir Nighteye sighed as he looked at the old rusty train tracks for a moment longer, folding his arms as his eyes were narrowed and full of suspicion.

    “We’ve looked around these tunnels for weeks now. There’s nothing left for wherever those cult people used these tunnels for, even with the help of United Heroez intel,” Eraserhead murmured as he lifted his goggles up, looking to the other man with a tired look, “We’ll be flying back to Japan soon. Let’s cut our loses here and leave the rest to Victory and them.”

    “Something doesn’t feel right,” The future seeing hero murmured under his breath, still observing the tracks, “It feels like this is all one big goose chase to distract us.”

    “You think it’s to get us off track on something big?” Amelie asked not fair from them, lifting her goggles up and tilting her head to look at the two men, “What could be bigger than a cult of the rich and famous?”

    “All these names…does not make any sense.” Sir Nighteye pointed out to Eraserhead, “A lot of them aren’t even that rich nor famous. So it begs the question what they all have in common…”

    “Either way, this is officially a dead end. Maybe we can re-group with All Might and—“

     “Wait…”

      Both men stopped talking when Amelie spoke once more, looking down the tunnels with a frown.

     “Hime, what is it?” Eraserhead asked as he looked over at her, the blonde woman pointing down to the darkness.

    “Someone is here.”

    The three adults soon slowly stepped forward cautiously, careful to not set anything off in case it was an ambush of some kind, keeping their guard up. Sweat dripped down their foreheads as they prepared themselves for the worst, but then froze when they heard a shuddering breath. And it sounded female.

    Amelie quickly shed her flashlight to the source of the sound, and saw a figure hunched over, shaking. Going closer, despite Eraserhead’s warning, the blonde British woman approached the person and touched their shoulder, turning them around and gasped.

    Before them, was Bridgette…and she looked like hell. 

    “B-Bridgette?” Amelie breathed out as she checked the girl over, worry etched on her face, “What are you doing here in New York? Who’s watching Paris? Where is Onez?”

     “Ame, let her breath.” The erasure quirk user told the concerned woman, but then blinked when Bridgette grabbed Amelie’s arm tightly, her eyes blown in fear and looked like she was having a panic attack.    

     “I-I’m sorry! I’m sorry! Onez, h-he got dispelled a-and I managed to escape—my amok is with her!”

     “I-I don’t understand? Who are you talking about?” Amelie asked, trying to calm the girl down but Bridgette looked up for a moment and screamed in terror, making the adults look behind them.

     Suddenly, a snap of a finger sounded as a broken looking keychain of the Eiffel Tower dropped in front of them. Amelie cried out when Bridgette turned into feathers, then to dust, vanishing right before her eyes.

     “NO!”

      Both Eraserhead and Sir Nighteye were quick to search around for any other person nearby, possibly a villain that might’ve done this…but even when shining their light around the tunnel and hearing for any sounds of running footsteps…it was like no one else was here but the three of them. 

     “…Paris is in danger.” Amelie breathed out as she looked at the dust now covering her hands, the very hands that were holding that poor girl just seconds ago. She felt like she was going to be sick.

     “This seems like a warning to us. A warning to stop snooping,” Sir Nighteye said ominously, gnawing at his lower lip as he fisted a hand to his side, “Damn it. We have to call Lenoir-san and check up on them.”

     “Already on it.”

     Eraserhead was about to text but then paused when seeing Amelie still on her knees, looking at her hands with a vacant expression. His eyes softened as he quietly knelt down next to her, and took her into his arms.

     “Hime. We couldn’t…I’m sorry…”

      “…Whoever it is that did this. To those poor kids…they will pay dearly. No child is going to be hurt under my watch ever again.”

     And Shoto Aizawa knew that she meant that seriously.

Okay and that is a wrap! AND WHAT A END TO THIS ARC, AM I RIGHT?

Okay, so I know you guys have some questions you wanna ask, and you're free to do so by commenting below or just sending me an ask~! :D I'll be happy to answer any questions as long as it doesn't hit spoiler territory. Anyways, thank you all again for the lovely support and still reading this even when I take a long time to update :D

Until the next chapter my lovelies~ PLUS ULTRA, BUG OUT~

-Riri-Chan

[italeean]

hi! for the tickle match-up event, - a few of my hobbies are tennis, playing guitar, taking walks, and writings fanfics :) i like the quiet, sweet foods, and watching sports

im also a switch

and i'd like to choose the mha fandom!! with a platonic relationship, and a male character

(hope i included everything u needed) - have a good day/night!!

Hello my dear, thank you for participating in my little event 😸❤️ I was genuinely surprised by how quickly you sent in a request, it made me so so so happyyy 🍡 *hands you some dango*

🔮 So... for the match-up, your pair is... DEKU 💚💚

🔮 Why did I choose him for you?

• He can be cheerful and smiley, but he's not excessively loud or all over the place like other characters • He's perfect to take long walks, and he'd be able to carry on an entertaining and relaxing conversation while doing that • I think he'd also be a fan of watching sports with you... maybe he'd even keep notebooks of his favorite teams and athletes like he does with quirks • He'd also be a good tennist, I think. Maybe a bit clumsy at the beginning, but he'd learn quickly!! • He'd probably tickle you as a "punishment" for laughing at his clumsiness; obviously he'd be playful and goofy, he knows you'd never laugh at him • He'd probably use his quirk by mistake a couple of times, which would result in a destroyed ball and an embarrassing green bean rambling 1000 apologies per second • I also see you two taking lots of strolls in the park and enjoying the view • Then he'd be delighted if you played the guitar, maybe while you take a break from the walking... and he might even offer to buy you ice cream for playing the guitar so well!!! • He'd tickle you because he wants to hear you sing after hearing you play! (He's totally the type who'd say something about you having a melodious laughter) • Let's be honest, he'd offer ice cream to all his friends • He'd totally offer to carry your guitar if he sees you struggling while walking. After all, it's his duty as a hero to preserve everyone's happiness and well-being, including the ones of  your back and shoulders hehe • You could try to tickle him lightly, just to make it more difficult for him to carry your guitar

🔮 Tickle scenario: "I'm sure Djokovic will win this time!" You said as Deku turned on the TV and tuned it on the tennis channel. It was always a pleasant time when the two of you spent your evening watching sports and commenting the performances.

"No way! Federer is much more experienced and his technique is perfect, besides, based on his current physical conditions..." You couldn't help but chuckle as he rambled about his theories. You felt honored to be friends with such a precious boy who always knew how to make you laugh.

However, things were different this time. There was a serious bet going on, and the stakes were high, very high. Deku had bet on Federer based on a calculated, deep study of data and statistics, while you had chosen Djokovic based on... well... a gut feeling.

You both laughed it off as the match started, your eyes fixated on the screen as you two munched on some candy.

The match was long and nerve-wracking, as you both expected from the two titans that were challenging each other, but alas it came to an end...

And that ending taught Deku to never underestimate the power of a gut feeling.

"Ha!!! Take that! I knew he'd win!!!" You celebrated as Djokovic raised his cup high in the sky. Deku, on the other hand, was completely dumbfounded. "How..? I was so sure... it's impossible..! Based on their recent performa- WAH!! N-no wait!!!"

Too late, you were already on top of him, cracking your knuckles. "No can do, a bet is a bet and now you gotta pay!" With that battle cry, your hands finally found the poor boy's torso and attacked mercies. Squeezing his hips, poking his sides, scribbling on his tummy, spidering on each one of his abs, and even swirling a finger inside his belly button every once in a while, just to entertain yourself with the squeal that left his lips every single time.

"NAHAHAOHOHOHO THIS IHIHSN'T FAHAHAIR..!" He kicked and squirmed, but to no avail, as you targeted every sensitive spot you could find. "This isn't fair? How so?" You asked as if you weren't wrecking the life out of the poor green bean.

"B-becahahause he wahasn't suppohohosehed to wihihihin..!" He whined, his laughter toning down a little as you targeted a less ticklish spot in a sudden moment of mercy. "Yohohou prohobahahahably cheatehehed..!" He joked, not knowing he was about to face the consequences.

"Now you really asked for it, prepare to die!!" You exclaimed as you went for his death spot... or at least tried to.

Something took a firm hold of your wrist, and you barely managed to catch a glimpse of Deku's Blackwhip before the world turned upside down and you saw the young hero's face smirking at you.

He didn't even waste any time to think of a good comeback sentence. He just went for your death spot before you could even think of retaliating. "NONONOHOHOHOHO HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA WAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAIHIHIT!!!" is all you managed to say before he unleashed his counterattack, or as he liked to call it, his Tickle Monster Quirk.

The rest of the afternoon went on accompanied by the sounds of your laughter, and ended with many doubts about who had effectively won that tickle war.

[bookie2020]

Yandere class 1a with reader having Soundwave quirk! Which if they spread their hand out or form their hand as a finger gun it shoots out a dangerous sound

Being the niece of yamada hisashi pro hero mic came with good perks especially being at ua, but it also was hard to gain the respect of everyone in the class. Time and time again people accused me of cheating to get inside and that my spot deserves to be given to someone else and personally I agreed. So I did what any sensible person did and gave anyone who had an issue with my spot in 1A a fat ass taste of my quirk and sent most of them to the hospital- wait scratch that I sent all of them to the hospital. One thing my uncle taught me was that even if people try to get you to shut up and take something that’s the exact time you have to get louder! So I did. Right off the first day of school I met a wonderful guy named Izuku midoria and his quick is seriously powerful but he can’t control it which is perfect when everyone always tries to hold back with me. I got someone that would go toe to toe with me on my every whim.

He was always by my side so it made training easier though strange notes started appearing in my locker expressing there love of my quirk and it was cute for a while. I tried to find the person for weeks but to no avail and honestly I stopped wanting to find them when the constant showering of love turned into notes of how to take me down and render me powerless.

There were multiple people I was suspicious about but izuku failed to ever cross my mind. A couple weeks after the fights to determine our ranks I had gotten closer with the whole class at the swimming pool with once I won the race and got to show off for once without rumors spreading. Bakugo was pretty hard to get along with during sparring which could really just be called random attacks throughout the entire day. Denki, sero and I hit it off like crazy we would always hang out after school and pull pranks on each other since our quirks were perfect for it.

One time sero literally appeared out of nowhere like spider man and grabbed my sweeping me off my feet literally and threw me into a bundle of electrical charged tape that was so ticklish I thought I was going to die. I blasted there pants off right in front of aizawa sneakily and they got stuck with detention. I mean hey I gotta get my lick back some how.

With the girls in my class it was easier to get along with them because I never felt a shred of anxiety with them, I felt safe and wanted. I mean don’t get me wrong guys are great but girls are nurturing by nature. We lived together like a family and when everyone was going through a tough situation we all helped each other out, especially when todoroki shared his family problems with me and Deku during a meal at apple bees. Sudden sure but it was better than when deku literally yelled out “THANKS FOR PASSING YOUR QUIRK ONTO ME ALLMIGHT” right when I had rounded the corner on a late night snack run while standing next to boney looking man who unsurprisingly was all might.

These past couple event made us tight nit especially after the lov attack. Me and bakugo got captured and that dumbass tomura got handsy with me right in front of katski just to make him join. When all might had appeared and broke chains cuffing my hands I immediately spun around to kill him myself but it was too late when our classmates jumped into the air and bakugo grabbed me forcibly dragging me out of there.

I knew it was unfair but I resented my class for a while. It was defiling to have been touched by a pervert like that and not be able to fight back. My friends tried to approach me like normal but I just couldn’t deal with it anymore. I started hanging with the workshop students for a while and started to see the serious differences in treatments. In 1A I almost felt stifled like everyone was watching my every move. If I tried to talk to someone outside our class someone would swoop in dragging me somewhere else as a joke or just blatantly cut in a conversation. It got worse.

People I used to talk to started to leave the school or come back with bruises on their faces or arms saying they couldn’t meet with me anymore. I started to think that after a while people were belittling my efforts and believing in baseless rumors again. It shut my whole personality down and made me think.

Wouldn’t it have been better to just stay with them?

(That’s all I got for now I’m sorry I know it’s not super good it’s just my first time writing a oneshot for a whole class)

[itsnothingofinterest]

Yeah seriously, why is endeavor being compared as a light of hope??

It seems like the 'light of hope' concept in bnha has little to do with actually bringing hope, or at least not on any larger scale, definitely in comparison to ofa. Because who did endeavor really protect/inspire or give hope to??

The civilians he protected from villains, including his son natsu? (Even though, through causality, they're only in danger now because of endeavor's actions and choices)

The hero kids maybe he taught well enough but aside from deku and bakugou (I think) he never gave anyone else anything noteworthy right?

Inasa wasn't even a part of anything! 😆 He just got two different looks from endeavor and let them shape big parts of his world view, despite knowing zero context! And even when he presumably knows the context through touya's reveal, he doesn't seem to mind...I guess?

Hawks is pretty much all of this rolled into one, do you think?

Also am I sending you too many asks?

(in response to this.)

Exactly. The story and so many people in it keeps acting like Endeavor's this inspiring figure like All Might was, but I honestly think that's mostly just coming from the position of the number 1 hero itself rather than any trait inherent to Endeavor. If Kamui Woods was No.1 instead, they'd be treating him the exact same (also he's probably do a better job but that's neither here nor there).

I mean, maybe I could forgive the comment because it came from Hawks, not only another horrible hero exposed for being horrible and still allowed to act as a hero for reasons I'll never understand (well, besides cop-defending-cop-based corruption), but also someone who's had a bias for Endeavor since childhood that's been known to affect his judgment. But Isana saying similarly out of nowhere legitimizes Endeavor as a light of hope that he just isn't (especially because he's a known domestic abuser & rapist), and I really think its just because he's No.1.

And they've been so dependant on All Might that everyone needs some kind of replacement to pretend everything is still as normal, no matter how objectively awful a replacement symbol Endeavor is. (And boy is replacing All Might with just another All Might a recurring red flag among hero activity.)

And side note, but really even talking about the heroes needing a light of hope feels laughable in this war, wherein the villains started out with 6 total threats including Skeptic, and are now down to 3 (maybe 4 if Toga has another trick up her sleeve.) Like I am sorry but the heroes pretending like they're in any kind of bad spot does not actually add any tension; the heroes have been trouncing the villains this whole arc and that's a big part of why I keep hoping its not actually the finale to this story, because what a whimper of a finale it's been.

Lastly, of course you're not sending too many asks. Frankly I consider asks a great excuse to put my own thoughts out there, especially because they're actually prompted by people and I know at least one person actually cares about what I write down. I'm not just self-indulgently throwing my thoughts into the void, like when I guessed at what quirks the Shimuras could've had whilst simultaneously theorizing Tomura would learn he had these quirks and use them as his own vestige quirks.

[candycandy00]

The League of Villains Heroes Prologue 3

Author's Note: This is going to be a long, multi-chapter story about what happens after the end of the story, how the remaining members of the League of Villains adapt to their new lives full of therapy and new jobs and new relationships. But, when they get dragged into a fight against an ancient evil trying to take over the planet, this group of former villains might have to become a group of reluctant heroes. 

No smut. Some strong language and violence in some chapters. 

Prologue 1: Shigaraki Prologue 2: Dabi Prologue 3: Toga Prologue 4: Spinner Prologue 5: Mr. Compress

Toga Himiko became someone else. Specifically, she became the handsome young man standing in front of her after ingesting a tiny drop of his blood. His name was Raichi, and he was this week’s volunteer to help with her quirk therapy. 

Raichi had been the volunteer before, several times in fact. The familiarity felt nice, and he always smiled warmly at Toga as the staff members drew small amounts of blood from his arm. Becoming him felt even nicer. 

He was taller than her, stronger. And when she looked in the mirror that took up the whole back wall of the room, she liked seeing the friendly face looking back at her. 

Three years ago, Toga would have sworn she was in love with this man. She might even have become obsessed with him. She would have confused admiration and care with love. But not now. Her regular therapy sessions had taught her how to differentiate between the different kinds of affection she felt for people, and how to express them in healthier ways. 

Her quirk therapy sessions, scheduled twice a week but available more often if she needed it, had taught her how much more wonderful using her quirk felt when the people she transformed into willingly gave her their blood. She’d realized that she didn’t crave blood itself, but rather the connection she felt to people when she ingested such a vital, intimate part of their bodies. And when they smilingly offered up their arms to the nurses on staff to have some of that blood extracted, just for Toga, she felt infinitely more connected to them than she had to almost every other person she’d ever transformed into as a villain. 

The transformation didn’t last long. Usually only a couple of hours. That was enough to satisfy her and make her feel calm, contented. There were several different volunteers, of different genders and ages. The variety itself felt good. 

A door at the front of the room opened, and two young women walked in. Toga grinned broadly and ran over, embracing one of them. 

“Ochako-chan!” 

Ochako smiled and returned the hug, though she seemed a bit embarrassed. “Toga-chan, it’s kind of weird when you’re in this form.”

Toga pulled away, remembering that she was in the form of a young man. Raichi himself was standing nearby, a faint blush on his cheeks after watching himself hug a beautiful, popular hero. 

“Oh, sorry,” Toga said, then looked at the other young hero standing beside Ochako. “I guess you feel the same way, Tsuyu-chan.”

Tsuyu shrugged. “I don’t really mind.”

Toga smiled and hugged her other friend, though she took care not to press their bodies together too much. 

“We still on for this afternoon?” Toga asked. 

Ochako grinned. “We wouldn’t miss parfait Friday for anything.”

Tsuyu was looking around the room as if she’d never been there. She had, many times, but it had been a while. Both Tsuyu and Ochako had let Toga transform into them several times, always under the supervision of the quirk therapists of course. Toga could use both their quirks while transformed, and she’d had an incredible time floating around the room with Ochako or leaping from wall to wall with Tsuyu. Even Deku had volunteered a couple of times, though Toga could never use his quirk. She didn’t know if it was because the nature of his quirk was different or if he was just not that dear to her. 

She had figured out years ago that she’d never actually been in love with Deku. At most, it had been a crush. If even that. She admired him even now, but she didn’t feel as strongly about him as she did other important people in her life, like Ochako or especially Tsuyu. 

For the past several months, Toga had felt differently about Tsuyu. The hero was a very dear friend, but Toga had begun to feel that there was something more to it. She kept finding herself staring at Tsuyu, wishing she could run her fingers through that silky black hair, wanting desperately to know what Tsuyu really thought of her. 

Once she realized she was developing these feelings, Toga decided to stop transforming into Tsuyu. At least for now. She didn’t want to risk returning to the mindset of feeling like she had to become the people she loved. Therapy, both regular and quirk, was going well. Toga had made so much progress since she’d been released from prison. 

She was going to college, studying fashion design. She had great friends, not just Ochako and Tsuyu, but among her classmates as well. She hadn’t seen or heard from her family, and that was okay with her. She felt like her life was finally on the right track. 

Time was up. She released the transformation, thanked Raichi and said goodbye to him, then walked out with Ochako and Tsuyu. 

The three of them walked side by side on the sidewalk, the two heroes in casual clothes. Tsuyu looked nice in her sweater and jeans, a scarf that Toga had given her as a gift wrapped around her neck. 

“So did you check out that nightclub you were talking about?” Ochako asked. 

Toga nodded. “I did, last night. It was fun! I had a great time. I ran into Touya-kun and ended up dancing with him all night.”

Ochako paused and said, “Touya… as in Todoroki Touya? Dabi?”

“Yep. He’s a surprisingly good dancer. Who would’ve guessed?”

“Is he behaving himself?” Tsuyu asked. 

Toga shrugged. “I guess. That was the first time I’d seen him in months. He scared off a drunk who kept feeling me up.”

Tsuyu ran around to stand in front of Toga, causing her to stop walking. “Wait, feeling you up? Are you okay? Did he hurt you?”

Ochako was looking at her with a worried expression, and Toga felt warmed by their concern. “I’m fine. Touya-kun chased him away. I didn’t even have to pull a knife on him.”

The two heroes glanced at each other. Then Ochako said, “You have a right to defend yourself, but try not to go overboard, okay? You don’t want to set yourself back.”

The three of them began walking again, and Tsuyu added, “Next time someone bothers you, call us and we’ll have a talk with him.” There was a strangely intense look in her eyes when she said it. 

Toga smiled. “Why don’t you two come to the club with me sometime?”

“Sure, that sounds fun,” Ochako said, and Tsuyu nodded in agreement. 

They reached the parfait shop and went inside to order. This was their weekly ritual, only ever interrupted when one of the heroes was called away on a mission. It was extremely rare that both were called away at the same time, so Toga’s Fridays almost always saw her here, eating a strawberry parfait. 

It was actually her required weekly check in with a hero. Ochako and Tsuyu had both volunteered for the job of overseeing her rehabilitation, and the stuffy sounding “required weekly check in” quickly became “Parfait Friday” as the girls grew to be friends. Even outside these weekly meetups, Toga spent time with both heroes, going on shopping trips, to the movies, even just hanging out at one of their apartments or in Toga’s dorm. 

Standing in line to get their parfaits, Toga suddenly became aware of a conversation going on behind them. Two teenage girls, a few years younger than Toga and the others, were talking in a serious tone. 

“And no one has seen Yuki-chan since then?” one of them asked. 

“No. Her parents are really worried. I just can’t believe Yuki ran away. That’s not like her at all!”

Ochako and Tsuyu seemed to be listening as well as the two teens went on. 

“Akira-kun disappeared last week. And my cousin said three students from his school have disappeared. Maybe it really was-“

“Please don’t say it,” the other girl said. “I’m scared enough already!”

“But a lot of people are talking about it online. That weird purple light. There’s always reports of it right around the time people go missing. What if aliens really are abducting people?”

Toga relaxed slightly. Aliens? How ridiculous. She looked over at her friends, expecting to see them wearing similar expressions to her own, but instead they both looked serious, even worried.

After they got their order and sat down at a table, Toga asked them, “So should I be worrying about aliens now?”

“We don’t think it’s aliens,” Ochako said quickly, dipping her long spoon into her chocolate parfait. 

“We think it’s a villain with a quirk we haven’t identified yet,” Tsuyu added. 

Toga took a bite of her parfait and looked across the shop at the two teens. “So the purple light thing… that’s real?”

Ochako nodded, then lowered her voice. “We haven’t announced it to the public yet, but there have been numerous reports of people seeing strange bright purple light, and those sightings almost always coincide with people disappearing.”

“I think the story got out already,” Toga said. 

Ochako and Tsuyu looked at each other, then Tsuyu said, “There’s more, Toga-chan. In the areas around three different sightings of the purple light, items were found that belong to people who disappeared.”

“That doesn’t look good,” Toga replied. 

Tsuyu reached across the table and touched Toga’s hand. “If you go anywhere alone, be careful. We don’t know who’s doing this or why.”

Toga smiled at her. “Thanks, but I’m not scared. I won’t get in trouble for stabbing an alien, will I?”

An hour later, Toga walked into her dorm room and sat down on her bed just as her phone beeped out the sound for incoming text messages. 

She pulled it out of her bag and grinned as she read the message from an old friend. 

“We’re having a little League reunion tonight at Chisa’s Bar. 7pm. Hope you can make it!”

She typed out a quick reply to let him know she’d be there and went to freshen up, already forgetting about all talk of purple lights and alien abductions. 

[tteokdoroki]

☆༉ — KATSUKI BAKUGOU. five good father’s days.

about. your daughter gives katsuki an early, late night father’s day gift. im a sap for him ok !!

warnings. none. sfw. slight angst, hurt comfort and a fluffy ending, dangerous missions, you have a daughter, dad!bakugou & fem!reader.

this father’s day is different.

instead of wrapping up a saturday patrol early in order to spend the rest of the weekend with his daughter, and with you, bakugou finds himself stuck at the hero commission’s main office surrounded by the very heroes he grew up and studied with.

he knows that he should be paying attention, every second and every detail of this upcoming mission counts. if one thing goes wrong, it could cost someone’s life. but bakugou can’t find it in himself to pay attention to the files splayed out before him, nor the presentation the strategy team run through. his mind is elsewhere, stuck on you and his daughter playing with building blocks and tiaras and stickers back home.

the memory of how your face dropped when he returned home the weekend before replays in his mind throughout the meeting. how you knew, from the moment katsuki stepped through the door, that something was wrong. he had to hold you, kiss your head over and over while you solemnly swayed in the middle of your kitchen. he was to go on a dangerous mission to finally take down a group terrorising all corners of japan and he had to go on father’s day.

how were you supposed to explain to your daughter, your happy and brash and playful little girl that daddy wasn’t going to be there on his special day. that he might not even come back. bakugou’s daughter was five now — every bit of her reflected you just as much as it reflected him. she was perfect in every sense and the explosive pro-hero thought himself proud to be her father.

bakugou was lucky. he’d had five good father’s days with his beautiful little girl, and with you his equally amazing spouse. but if he messed up, on this mission it would practically be suicide and he wouldn’t have any more of those days with her or with you.

“did you get that, kacchan?”

the far away look in katsuki’s eyes dissipates as he makes a noncommittal grunt from his chest and looks up to meet deku’s eyes. there is no stir of discomfort or annoyance with bakugou when he looks to his childhood friend — not anymore. they’d long since over come their rivalry, the blonde happily taking the number two spot once he’d started his life and family. they were friends now, equals. but today, a part of bakugou wishes that he could find it in himself to hate deku just a little bit. maybe that would make this father’s day easier.

“yeah i got it. don’t fuck up. take the leader hostage.”

“kacchan please, this is serious.”

all eyes are on bakugou now. he knows that, he fucking knows how serious this is. his life, his daughter’s happiness and future is on the line. he wants to lash out, bare his fangs in place of his hurt like he used to — but he can’t, you and your daughter had taught katsuki to be kinder and better.

it’s because of izuku that the blonde is even spearheading this mission. he’s got a newborn, barely a few months old — if it had been any other time the number one would have handled the mission all by himself. but this is a first for izuku, he’s never had such a precious day to remind him of how well he’s done, remind him of the life he created. bakugou knows that feeling all too well, he won’t take it away from deku.

after all, he’s had five good father’s days.

bakugou gets home after midnight on sunday morning. there’s still toys scattered on the floor and a blanket fort constructed over a portion of the couch which tells him about all of the fun you’ve had with his daughter to distract her. his lips quirk up into the wisps of a fond smile.

he plops his duffel bag down next to case with his hero suit and mission equipment inside — you’d thoughtfully placed it by the front door. he toes off his shoes to delve deeper into the house, rummages through the fridge for left overs. bakugou finds a plate with his name on it and a bento box labelled good luck. no doubt a packed lunch you’d made with your daughter for him to eat on his mission a few hours later.

god he fucking loves you both so much.

after heating up his food, bakugou seats himself on the couch to eat. he knows he should probably crawl into bed beside you, spend his last few hours with you but he just wants to sit. take in the memories you’ve made within these four walls, the beautiful daughter you’ve raised too and admire your life together.

in the silence of the night, katsuki finds peace in everything he’s done for your daughter and for you so far. he eats the meal made with love, in a room that has surely been filled with the same emotion and levels of laughter. the home you have together is bright, wonderful.

even through the quiet, the tiny steps down the stairs do not go unnoticed by bakugou’s trained ear. “hey bug,” he hums, turning around and discarding his plate onto the coffee table. “what’re you doin’ up?”

“you came home late, wanted to wait up f’ya.” your daughter chips and pads her way over to the couch, shuffling up it and into bakugou’s side.

for a moment, their heartbeats sync and he’s transported back to the moment she was born. the first time he held his little angel in his arms and heard her cry.

“s’past your bedtime baby,” the older blonde punches your daughter’s cheek but doesn’t make a move to send her back to her room. “what could possibly be more important than gettin’ yer beauty sleep, hah?”

she’s quiet for a moment, fumbling around in her pyjama pocket for something. “your card, mama ‘n i made it today, see!” sleepily, she hands bakugou a crumpled piece of paper held together by strings of glue and glitter (in the colours of his hero costume) — grinning while she does. “happy uh…happy papa’s day! i love you so much!”

katsuki is quiet for a moment, cherishing the seconds he has with his baby girl, the piece of paper with her illegible chicken scratch writing scrawled across the front and inside where it folds — in such a way that he wonders if he wrote it out himself. he thumbs the glitter even though he knows it’ll stick to every inch of his skin, before pulling your daughter into his lap and kissing the crown of her head.

“i love you most bug, don’t you forget that. kay?” bakugou whispers in a weak attempt to keep his voice stable and squeezes her again. “promise me.”

“i promise dad, as long as you promise to come back to ma and me.” she says, innocent and child-like. “pinky promise.”

bakugou never thought that he would be this lucky, to have raised a kid so smart and loving. he swears on his life and every star up above that he’ll come back to you both. if not in this life time, then the next.

then, bakugou offers up his smallest finger and his daughter links them. “pinky promise, love bug.”

“what are you two doing up this late?” you pierce the moment with a scolding but affectionate tone, wrapping your robe around yourself as you approach the two blonde’s from behind.

“daddy was jus’ waitin’ for you to come downstairs ‘n make us special papa’s day cocoa!” your daughter giggles, showing off all the gaps in her teeth.

you raise a brow at your husband, watching as he mouths the words ‘liar’ at your kid. “was he now?”

“please sweetness? we’ll be in bed by one latest.”

in the end, you relent. you both want your daughter to have something happy to hold onto while bakugou is gone — and who knows how long that’ll be. the three of you drink hot chocolate with whipped cream and sprinkles until your bellies are full and your little girl is curled between you under the blanket fort on the couch. you wake up giving your husband one last squeeze and desperate kiss, holding your daughter between you as you will yourself not to cry when he has to leave at six am on Father’s Day.

the mission is long, gruelling and contact time with him is far and few but katsuki bakugou isn’t one to break promises, especially to his pride and joy, his daughter because exactly a year later he returns — a little older, a little more rugged with silvering hair and the stubble you always wished he’d grow.

your daughter, now six, runs down your front porch as soon as she sees him — throwing herself into bakugou’s arms and squealing while he peppers her face in kisses. you join them just in time for the blonde to spare you some sugar too, whispering a warm.

“happy father’s day, katsuki.”

and god, he’s never felt more lucky. to be alive, to have you and his daughter, and to have six good father’s days.

꒰ end. — all rights reserved © tteokdoroki 2023. do not copy, repost, translate & recommend elsewhere.

[nova-reaper-universe]

New OC time! This is Star, and they are an MHA OC who is technically a student but also technically a TA in 1-A (and all of their years in the future)

Lemme explain it, he’s a year above our main cast however they want to also be a therapist and mentor when they are a hero and they do live with Aizawa, so UA decided that Star should be Aizawa’s TA and also have their other classes (which they said was okay too, because of their backstory, Star already has her hero licence)

Facts about Star:

They are genderfluid and go by all pronouns (though since they are afab, she doesn’t like it when people use she/her exclusively)

Aizawa and Hizashi adopted them as a kid after a rough placement at the Todoroki household (doesn’t really conflict with canon until UA cause Star didn’t open up about where the rough placement was until they saw Shoto again)

Got their hero licence extra young while at the Todoroki household cause endeavour pulled strings, wanting Shoto to have a reliable sidekick with experience (also an OP quirk)

Speaking of his quirk, it’s called World Melody and it’s super OP (ofc) and it basically allows the user to manipulate a certain area around them using sound (specifically music, but it can be just loud noise too if the user is advanced enough) (I think right now the radius is 15m) this includes the ability to swap positions, copy quirks, make things out of sound (literally anything, though this is the most draining thing they can do), and even stop breathing (though that’s never really used for obvious reasons). Side affects from over using the quirk include drowsiness, sometimes so extreme that Recovery Girl has to keep them in her office for a few days to sleep (definitely on her list for some of the most problematic students in the school due to how often she gets visits)

The reason why the hero commission let them become a hero early (like 8 years old early but never released the licence records to the public until they were at UA) was because her quirk had a lot of potential to be destructive and used for villainous activities, so they thought just giving them the hero licence at Endeavours request was a preventative measure.

They are autistic (also hc Mic and Aizawa to be autistic so it’s a much better situation)

He kind of knew Shoto was being abused too but didn’t want to put him in more danger so they decided to tell Aizawa about Enji once the dorms were implemented, causing an investigation to be conducted into the Todoroki household (again) leading to more evidence against Enji, but he never gets that much punishment except Shoto being taken away and a slap on the wrist (corrupt system)

Just because they are a TA, doesn’t mean they don’t still hang with 1-A, Shoto and Star actually share a majority of classes (except hero classes) due to Shoto actually being one grade ahead in the curriculum

Also in this AU with the OC, UA is a school that is taught in English, and there is a mandatory Japanese class, but Star is exempt from said Japanese class because they can’t speak Japanese (originally Canadian and never grasped onto the language due to the delays and difficulties with languages that comes with Autism), much to Endeavour’s dismay

Due to being in Japan and not being able to speak Japanese, Star also has various translation devices on them at all times for when they need to read something or talk to someone (there’s a translator in their glasses)

Kind of gets along with All Might due to their North American origin, however sees that there is something going on with Deku and him (eventually finds out after using a clever strategy of listening to music with headphones (because they work too) to ease drop using their quirk (however keeps it a secret and tell Deku that they know after a few days sitting on it)

Also gets along with Midnight pretty well, and even gets life advice from her (much to Aizawa’s dismay)

Star chose the hero name Nova because he “had nothing else to pick” and Iida asked why they picked that name knowing it’s an explosive star and they said “because I can explode within my quirk” and left it at that (which is a true fact, they are pretty much immortal while using their quirk but again, energy consumption)

Being a TA while being only a year older than the rest of the cast and Aizawa’s child can be interesting, cause they do know all of the subjects that the students are doing but the forget everything they’ve done the year before unless it’s relatively easy to remember, bakugo has offered to help them get though things but she told him that they “can catch up later”, since Star only assists Aizawa during hero training and home room

Star is also a big fan of anime and cartoons, Soul Eater is their favourite anime, and why they have a skull incorporated into their hero outfit (which is just some black clothing and a skull somewhere because they didn’t want to “be too flashy”)

Often hangs with the class for all of their events since she often says that they have a “habit of befriending everyone but people in my (their) own grade”

Also hangs in the teachers lounge because “it’s the most cool place in this hot school”, since they are sensitive to heat (which was a pre existing condition before the Todoroki household, but nobody really noticed until they were almost fainting from being so hot)

They also watch One Piece with Kirishima, Kaminari, Deku, Mina, and Shoto (cause he said he wanted to catch up with some pop culture), and when Law was introduced everyone started to call Star “Traffy” due to the resembling quirks (Traffy is the nickname Luffy gives to him if you don’t watch one piece)

They can also copy other peoples quirks even if they aren’t in the sound field, for an example, it was karaoke night when Star decided that he was going to use their quirk, however while singing “Me and Your Mama” by Childish Gambino, they accidentally activating Present Mic’s quirk in the dorms and broke a window, though nobody told Aizawa who did it cause Star was so embarrassed about it

So that was Star aka Nova, I might make more posts or a fic if I feel like it, but I feel like the quirk is a bit OP too

[xexiar]

Keep Watching. 34

Ch33 Ao3

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Chapter 34

I can’t believe that peppermint-haired bastard had the nerve to challenge Deku in front of me. The audacity of that extra. And then I have to deal with that annoying teacher who always looks like she’s naked. Sometimes, I wonder what was wrong with all these clowns. If it weren’t for the fact that she was a decent teacher, I would have agreed with most of these damn extras’ about her outfit. “Your student representative is Bakugo Katsuki!” Well, no surprise there. I did get first place in the entrance exam. It's just proving how all these extras are beneath me.

As I approached the stage, my nerves began to act up. I knew I needed to stay calm, just like every other time I was in the spotlight. All I had to do was say something to get everyone off their game. It seemed so simple. So why was my throat getting dry when I looked out at the crowd? To focus, I tried to keep my eyes on one spot. When I saw Deku, suddenly I became calm, and the noise around me went silent. “I’m going to take first place! Make no mistake about it!”

As I went back into the crowd, the nose returned. But it didn’t matter. I don’t care about the rest of the extras, but the extras in my class better make it to the final round. With that out the way, it’s time to put words into action. While red glass went about announcing the first event, I tried to stay calm.

No matter how often I was put on display for strangers to judge me, it never got easier. I was still getting nervous, and my palms were getting dangerously sweaty. Just need to remember that trick the old man taught me about getting through stage fright. He always kept telling me to repeat the same thing. To keep my eyes on the prize and ignore the world around me. It usually helped to where I zoned out everything and everyone around me.

But what would be my prize in this stupid event? Besides winning the Sports Festival, which I knew would be easy. There needs to be something ease since my dad’s trick isn’t working. I’m still shaking. Then I automatically started to look through the crowd and spotted Deku and peppermint hair. That’s it! My prize will be making sure those two knew I was better than them. Especially making sure that half-half bastard learns he challenged the wrong person. Everyone will know my name by the end of this. I will prove everyone wrong about me!

Once the first challenge was chosen, I took another breath and got my head in the game. An obstacle course shouldn’t be too hard. Oh, how wrong I was. Besides the annoying tight exit, the half-half bastard tried to freeze everyone in place. But I easily got out of that situation. Then came those damn mechs. Why bother fighting these when the whole point was to make it to the finish line first. And I wasn’t going to allow that peppermint hair to get there before I did.

I was close to his tail until we came to the line mines. Up until this point, I have been trying to be careful not to overuse my quirk. If I learned anything these past two weeks, it’s better to conserve as much energy as I can. Especially since I wanted to be at my best for when it finally was time to fight. That was until there was a large explosion behind me. And when I turned to look, I was in disbelief. Damn it, Deku!

As I picked up the pace and used my quirk to boost my speed, I saw from the corner of my eye that even Icyhot gave up on not using his quirk for this obstacle. We were neck and neck as we were near the end of the minefield. That’s when I felt something on my shoulder before it pushed me down and back. But before I could process what just happened, a large explosion threw me back, making me land on my rear end. I quickly got up and I saw that Icyhot was back running ahead. No fucking way I was losing!

Damn it! I was just a few seconds slower. It felt like my lungs were burning when I finally stopped next to peppermint hair. While I tried to catch my breath, I stared between scarface and Deku. Why didn’t the nerd look as out of breath as the rest of us? I always hated that. It was another one of those small details that bugged me to no end. Maybe I should work more on running and my lung endurance.

As I got crowded by so many extras, it was suffocating. And I couldn’t make a team if I had no idea what everyone’s quirks were. But thankfully, that shitty hair approached me. That’s one person I knew what they could do. Even though he was trying to sell me on why I should have him on my team, I had already made up my mind. Then I spotted pinky nearby and even smiley. This would be a perfect team.

“Change of plans.” While we went after the disrespectful blonde extra, I had to make my next move count. Thankfully, I had the perfect team. I not only was able to learn what his teammates could do, it made my next choice clear for victory. Now, with enough points to stay in the running. But before we could go after Deku and Icyhot, time ran out. Damn it! We didn’t get first, but we at least made it to the final round.

While everyone started to walk out of the stadium, I happened to notice how half-and-half pulled Deku to the side. So, keeping out of sight, I stood behind and listened. Damn, that kid has issues. But that wasn’t none of my business. Especially with that strange assumption that All Might was Deku’s father. That is impossible. I’ve known the nerd for almost my whole life. If anything, Deku was just copying All Might because he’s a nerd like that. Scarface and everyone at least make a point about how Deku’s quirk seemed similar to the number one hero. But that was nothing. And the nerd did spend a lot of time with him. Properly being the nerdy shit he was.

Yet, hearing about how Icyhot was only born to do what his father couldn’t just sickened me. I knew about quirk marriages since people kept whispering that’s how I was born. Especially when those damn teachers and sore losers blame my parents for only getting together because of their quirks. That always seemed to set the hag off. Even the old man had clearly felt insulted. Then, when my folks tried to explain what everyone was talking about, it never made any sense. And hearing peppermint hair talk about it finally clicked what my folks were trying to tell me. But I can’t focus on that now.

Damn it, nerd! Why do you still do that? Saying how you got help to get here sounds so pathetic. That’s impossible. You need to give yourself more credit. Damn it! Why am I even caring about this? I need to get my mind in the game. That money baby and nerd are still my competition, and I will win. But first, I need to eat so I can fight at my absolute best.

“Uraraka?” Why did that name sound so familiar? When I heard a slight squeak behind me, I looked to find the sound. It’s then I saw that round cheeks was trying to use her pompoms to hide. Could she be this Uraraka? As I repeated the name in my head, it started to click. Now that I think about it, where did I hear the name before? Deku would say it a lot when he addressed doom head. So she really was my first opponent.

This only meant I couldn’t go easy on her. Not because she was a girl, but the fact she hung out with the nerd. Which was more dangerous. There’s a chance that Deku would help her plan a strategy to take me down. Now I have to figure out what would be the best way to counter whatever that nerd could think about. It’s then that I recall some of how that extra’s quirk works. At that, I couldn’t help but let a smirk cross my face.

As long as she can’t touch me, I would have the upper hand. But there was also the possibility round face would try to use my quirk against me. Which could mean that I would need to stay grounded. Along with paying attention to her every action. I can’t let my guard down. Especially since that damn nerd would definitely give her pointers on how to take me down. So beating her would also equal to winning against Deku’s strategy.

When I got to the stands, with the rest of the extras from my class, it felt so suffocating. With how close everyone was sitting. I was grateful to see a seat that was at the end. There was no way I would sit where I couldn’t get out if needed. But the moment I sat down, that damn shitty hair came near me. “Hey, Bakugo! Are you just as hyped as the rest of us?” I just side-eye him before bringing back my focus to the center of the stadium. “Come on, bro. Don’t be that way.”

“What’s wrong with Bakugo?” I heard pinky and someone else giggling. But I tried to tune them out. There’s no way they would understand that I’m trying to keep my focus on the end goal. Yet, someone just had to shove my shoulder.

“What the hell do you want!” When I looked, it was shitty hair. At that, he placed his arm around my shoulders. I tried to push him off me. I don’t need the distractions. “Get off!”

“Chill out, bro. Your match is the last one. So, relax till then.”

I gave one more hard push at shitty hair’s face and got him off me. He fell back to the next chair behind him. “How about you take things seriously! Regardless of whether my match was first or last, that doesn’t matter. All that matters is that I stay on my game and win this thing.”

Shitty hair rubbed his face as he returned to the rest of the class of idiots. “Whatever, man.” I didn’t miss the hateful expression my classmates gave me before looking away. The same expression everyone had given me all my life. At least they all got the hint and moved far away from me as much as possible. Just then, the first match was announced to begin. When I looked at the big screen, I couldn’t help but let out a frustrated sigh. Seriously, nerd. You really don’t know how to deal with getting your photo taken. But you were able to be fine before. What changed now?

As I watched the match, I felt uneasy about how Deku suddenly started to turn around. So, the troll doll’s quirk was a type of mind control. And, of course, the nerd fell for it. Didn’t tails was going to talk to him about the troll? But what caught my attention was how the nerd got back in control. I wonder what happened that he was able to activate his quirk like that. After all, a person has to be conscious to use their quirk. What could have happened that the nerd was able to do so subconsciously?

Next was the match was peppermint hair and smiley. Now, what was wrong with him? Icyhot seemed to overdo it with his ice quirk. Does this have to do with the conversation he had with Deku? Or how his father was in the stands, watching? Either way, half-and-half clearly didn’t have his head in the game. Which can either go in my favor or against me if I’m not careful. Once that match was over, I decided to walk around. I saw enough to know that I had nothing to worry about.

…

Even All Might seemed confused about what I saw. It was hard to explain to him that I saw eyes staring right back at me. Especially when I couldn’t tell if they were real or all in my head. But after talking to All Might, I went about trying to meet up with my class. And that’s when I ran into Endeavor. As intimidating as the guy was, I couldn’t back down. After what Todoroki told me, his father is just full of himself. Todoroki deserves better than whatever this guy did.

After my encounter with the number 2 hero, I somehow bumped into someone else. The force had me falling back on my butt. Was I not paying attention again? “Sorry.” As I got up, I slowly noticed the boots. I quickly looked up. “Kacchan!”

Kacchan had his arms folded as he looked angry at me. “Watch it, nerd.” I knew it. Before I could apologize, he heavily poked my forehead. “What the fuck happened with the troll doll?”

“Troll doll?” I finally looked at Kacchan’s face before quickly looking away. “Do you mean my match with Shinso?”

“What else would I be talking about?”

Why was Kacchan yelling at me? Did I do something wrong? “I’m not sure.” I couldn’t help but fidget with my hands as an uneasy quiet settled between us.

“Your next match is with the Icyhot bastard.” I quickly looked back at Kacchan. It was then I saw how he was looking away. “You better not fuck up.” He then stepped closer to me and pinched my cheek. “I want to earn my win. So, only the absolute best is allowed to face me.” That’s when he let go of my cheek and sucked his teeth. “You got that, nerd.”

I rubbed my cheek as I nodded. “Understood, Kacchan.”

“Good.” He then used his thumb to point behind him. “The rest of the idiots are 3 exits that way. On the 3rd exit, take the stairs.”

“Thank you, Kacchan.” I couldn’t help but smile as I walked past him. But I do wonder why he was not with everyone else.

[donkeys-waffles]

When it comes to suffering from abuse, a lot of people are gonna have different opinions. Some people do gloss over their abuse, excusing the behavior of the abuser, while others recognize the evil in the others' actions, and some heal from it entirely. It all depends on the nature of the person and their experiences and the severity of the trauma. But in a story of redemption, you need to know the full extent of the damage done to hit home the emotional impact for the reader.

I remember seeing someone mention how Bakugo suicide baiting Izuku in the first episode to similar to suicide baiting on video games, kinda like a joke "KYS bro," some preteen is spouting in the mic over a video game, ya know, or even that Bakugo feels guilty about that scene and was impacted more from the experience than Izuku (which would have been shown, he never expressed any guilt after the fact to my memory). I don't really agree with this idea, I understand enjoying a character but to negate their negative impact on other characters because they're your favorite doesn't really sit right with me.

I agree, kids do cruel things, they say things they don't mean and hurt others as a result. But I will NEVER agree that it's okay because it was meant as a "joke" or that he's a kid, which means it's "normal'. That's not okay behavior, period... I don't care your age; you are taught in your most pivotal years of development to treat others a certain way and wishing death upon another person goes against that.

But it really concerns me that in that moment, when something Izuku loved so much, something he puts his heart and soul into, was destroyed and he was told to kys, that he only thought of how that would impact Bakugo in the long run.

"He shouldn't say something like that, what if I actually jumped."

Referring to the potential, but most likely lack of, consequences for his actions.

It leaves me feeling sick to my stomach...

Because his first response wasn't anger, wasn't betrayal, wasn't even any defense of himself and his capabilities like "I'll show him I can be a hero, quirkless or not!" (something I've seen done a lot in similar shows,)

It's this defeated comment from before. There's not really much surprise, like this comment isn't the worst he's said or isn't surprising that he'd be cruel like that...

And I really, really wish that this behavior would be shown as the quirkless discrimination that it is. Bakugo was being discriminatory towards Izuku through verbal and physical abuse, and isolation (the name Deku, comments of being worthless, physical abuse when we see him using his explosive quirk against Izuku during multiple occasions including when they were children, and isolation in that Izuku clearly had no friends since he was diagnosed, and I wholeheartedly believe that it was partly Bakugo's fault. Afterall, who would want to be friends with the kid that Bakugo bullies, you'll obviously be bullied right along with him, most kids aren't going to want to deal with that abuse, therefore, avoiding him)

All of these events that are shown only once, maybe twice, or are hinted at has given us a protagonist who is selfless (borderline suicidal,) incredibly forgiving (lack of self-respect from a decade of abuse,) and humble (believes he is incapable of success, so he gives the credit to everyone else.)

Now don't get me wrong I do believe that those are some of Izuku's genuine traits, I really do believe that he has a heroic heart. But some semblance of self-preservation should exist.

Like for example, Izuku just lost both of his arms. Like they were completely disintegrated from his battle with Shigaraki in that memory battle. He could've grabbed Shigaraki by the wrists and pushed his arms up that way without losing his arms and stopping him in the process. Now correct me if I'm wrong, but didn't he say something like "if I can't spare PARTS of myself, then how can I call myself a hero." My guy, those are your arms, how are you gonna give Shigaraki a 'it's okay now' hug if you don't have arms. Or his fight with Todoroki where he repeatedly shattered both his arms to save a classmate during a match. There was a whole point where they were worried, he'd never be able to use his arms again because he was breaking them so much. That was a massive point in his story, because his reckless behavior was catching up to him. It would easily serve as a wakeup call to anyone, and they'd approach their decisions with much more caution. And to be fair he does start using his legs more as a result, only to sacrifice his battered without any hesitation. That one event almost killed him, and he genuinely didn't care at all. Or even his first fight with Muscular, let's be honest the only reason he didn't die is because he remembered he had to protect Kota. He had accepted his death and was at the point of letting it happen, the only reason he won is because Kota's life was on the line if he did die.

The forgiveness isn't even talking about the villains or Shigaraki who have ripped so much from him. The scene with Bakugo's apology, I feel wasn't that bad, what made it pretty crappy was how there was no resentment brewing from Izuku's end that was explicitly stated or shown, it made the apology mute... Making you almost wonder what he was even apologizing for in the first place, when what he was apologizing for was being an egotistical bigot. There's the jumping and the stuttering and the obvious fear Izuku harbored for Bakugo for a long time, and if not that then there's a little bit of frustration.

I remember when I first watched the anime, I was always so sad when Izuku would give so much credit to others. He's CONSTANTLY talking about being a burden, practically calling HIMSELF WORTHLESS without saying the actual words. There's a constant need to get stronger as quickly as possible to the point when he often overexerts himself during training, and which is VERY apparent during his vigilante arch. He is more likely to give credit to his classmates or All Might instead of himself for his OWN hard work. And there's never been a time when he explicitly states that he deserves OFA, in the Nighteye situation (where a literal grown ass adult was bullying a child,) he doesn't ever defend himself, only shrinking in on himself and trying to win this man's approval in their first interaction. (Only to steal his limited edition All Might poster when he dies, which is so odd of him, it's incredibly petty and completely justified.)

And these behaviors are encouraged and idealized in the manga by the teachers and UA students alike.

It makes me think of AFO's little quarrel with All Might over "passing on heroic ideals to children," and his hatred for Bakugo. The main perspective of the world we get is through Izuku, where heroism is idealized even though it's more exploitive. And this is definitely the DFO enthusiast in me (feel free to skip this part if you'd like :)) But the idea of AFO, of all people, being one of the only people to see Izuku's path as 'thorny' for its suicidal qualities is very interesting to me.

And another thing is, I don't think we will ever truly get it addressed. Because Izuku is the primary perspective, we get very little of his own past, or how any of that made him truly feel. And that's his inferiority and his admiration of Bakugo for you.

I genuinely don't believe that he views crimes against himself as crimes, it's like "Oh Todoroki was abused, but I've never faced any form of abuse." And it's not that bad, it was just me after all. Which is very telling of his view of himself, but also like what I mentioned with the suicide baiting, if people knew what Bakugo was really like in Middle school, they'd hate him and think he was abusive, when he wasn't. It's a shame that we never get a true perspective on the whole ordeal, that we never see that true mark of character development for Izuku to recognize his 'hurt' as hurt.

But it's VERY telling of his character. Like how we saw an unreliable narrator through AFO, with his perception of himself being that of a cold-blooded monster (which he is, but he's a very complicated mess with his 'crocodile tears' and everything) Izuku's own perspective is incredibly lackluster when talking about his own trauma, even when he protected that one mutant during his vigilante era, she was being harassed for something she couldn't control, just like Izuku, and yet no mention of his past, or how that act of violence and discrimination affected him.

I would say we know more about his childhood than his father... But it's really not that much, we lose the pivotal point, which is Izuku's feelings on the matter.

Now I could clearly go on forever and I already have but I'll leave it with this.

I think his past has set him on that ledge, just like Bakugo had told him to jump off the roof, Izuku has been standing on that ledge, dancing back and forth waiting for a strong wind to push him to one side or the other...

IDK that's just my thoughts on the matter. :)

*Sigh* I wish we got more izuku intropsection on his end I really do. I also wish that MHA had explored Izuku's own mental health and his backstory a whole lot more.

I kinda of hate when people state that izuku isn't effected at all by the things that bakugo did to him when the narrative clearly shows that he is. Part of the reason Izuku knows that the world is a unfair place in the first place is because of how badly bakugo bullied him. Look I think bakugo had potential to be properly redeemed but in my eyes if the narrative tries to gloss over a characters actions and doesn't allow the victims to have an opinion on the matter than the development is as good as nothing aka null.