#kidnapped izuku midoriya

[fairystar111]

Dead Man's Wish

By: fairystar111

Rating: Gen

Fandom: Boku no Hero Academia

Summary:

Life isn't fair to most of us, that's something almost every villain with tell you.   So somebody decided to make it fair, and now it is.   Except not for everybody.

Characters: Tomura Shigaraki, Izuku Midoriya.

CW/Tags: Kidnapping, Platonic Yandere, Yandere Shigaraki Tomura, Big brother Tomura Shigaraki, Kidnapped Izuku Midoriya, Possessive Behavior, Obsessive Behavior, Infantilism, Stockholm Syndrome.

Start/Previous/Next

My dearest Tomura, if you are reading this then I have already passed on and for that I am sorry. I won’t be able to help you on your path any longer my dear boy but I trust in your abilities to succeed me and do what I could not. You will change the world like I always knew you could. My dear child I have not been completely honest with you and I am sorry you had to find out this way. But I have another child, his name is Izuku Midoriya. He is your brother in all but blood. I had originally planned for you two to meet in his first year of high school but circumstances changed.

I had a younger brother myself once that I loved very much. I gave him everything the world could offer but that was not enough for my dear Yoichi. My younger brother opposed my work as All for One, he hated what I did and what I stood for and tried to stop me until he perished in an untimely accident. Shortly before he passed I had given him a weak stockpiling quirk to help his sickly body gain back some strength, the quirk had melded with an invisible quirk I did not know he possessed at the time. Yoichi had the ability to pass on quirks which was quite useless on its own but once I gave him a quirk it became a new quirk known as One for All. A stockpiling quirk that is able to be passed onto others through DNA transfer and would become the key to my own demise. The wielders of One for All are all successors to my brother that want to end me and my “reign of terror” whatever that means. I know you're probably wondering but what does this have to do with Izuku Midoriya being my brother? 

Well the year before you were set to meet, through unfortunate circumstances Izuku met All Might ,the eighth successor, and became the ninth wielder of One for All. Your paths would intertwine but you would be on opposite sides of the battlefield. The tale of two brothers will repeat itself once again and I won't be able to help you. Tomura all I ask of you is that you try to help him, my child has horrible self-sacrificing tendencies and will die on his own. I need you to take care of him as I have failed to do and love him as I have loved you because one day all you will have will be each other. I want you to love each other as much as I loved both of you.

With love,

Hisashi Shigaraki 

“Don't worry dad I'll find him and I'll save him even if he doesn't want me to.”

Izuku awoke in an unfamiliar but rather comfortable bed. He rubbed his eyes trying to rid the morning grogginess when he remembered with a jolt that the league had infiltrated their base and captured him along with several of his friends. He jumped out of bed only to crash onto the floor. He groaned in pain and looked up to see a chain connecting to a thick padded cuff around his ankle. 

He studied the room around him and found it odd, he had been expecting to wake up in a concrete prison cell or maybe a laboratory. The room he found himself in was draped in soft pastels reminiscent of a baby's nursery, games and toys lined the shelves, the floor was covered in soft fluffy carpet, there was a mass of plushies on the bed. Wait, were those toddler rails on the bed? Why was he wearing bunny pajamas? He had been captured in his tattered hero outfit. Did someone shower and change him in his sleep?! 

What is going on? Izuku thought, trying not to panic. He yelped when the door opened to reveal a frantic Tomura Shigaraki.

“Izuku are you okay I heard a loud crash? Oh bunny, did you roll off the bed?” Tomura asked, feeling rather frazzled as he picked Izuku up off the floor and placed him back onto the bed. God he hasn’t even been here for a full day and he was already hurting himself even when unconscious. Dad was right, his little brother does need to be protected at all times. Hmm maybe he should install padded flooring or maybe full railing around the bed?

Izuku was too shocked to say anything in response. This monster was checking looking him over for injuries like a concerned mother looking over her young child. This murderer, his enemy, was treating him like he was something fragile and precious.

“Don’t touch me!” Izuku yelled, wrenching his arm out of Tomura’s grip. How dare this villain try to treat him this way! Soft gentle touches by hands who have murdered thousands. What did he do to deserve this?

“Calm down little brother, I know you're scared but you're safe now. Everything is okay because I am here.��� Shigaraki said with a small smile petting the boy's soft curly hair. Though he hates having to use All Might's catchphrase, it is a necessary evil. Right now what his little brother associates safety and protection with most is All Might. He needs to switch that over to himself. Izuku needs to feel most safe and protected with Tomura. 

Izuku could feel his blood start to boil. How dare this monster use his mentor’s words against him in such a mocking way. And what did he mean by brother? Izuku didn't waste any time thinking about that before he launched himself at the villain trying his best to attack while still chained to the bed. He tried to reach for his quirk but felt nothing but empty space in its place. Well he didn't need quirk to gouge someone's eyes out. Before he could try Izuku was slammed back into the bed and his arms were pinned above his head.

“Izu bunny, calm down everythings alright.” Tomura cooed, trying his best to be soothing. He’s never had much experience comforting other people but he’ll try his best for his little brother.

“Let me go! Let me go!” The boy shouted as he thrashed in the villains grip.

“Izuku you need to stop–Ow!” Tomura’s scolding was interrupted by a strong kick to his side. 

“Stop!” Midoriya screamed as the villain got onto the bed raising his knee to pin his legs down, effectively immobilizing him.

“Are you ready to calm down little brother?” Tomura was a little irritated but tried to not let it show on his face, judging by the look on his Izuku’s face it wasn’t working. He had to keep his cool. Sensei did say it would be difficult in the beginning; he just had to be patient and everything will turn out okay.

“Shut up! You are not my brother, I hardly even know you. You're nothing but a monster who's been fighting me and my friends since the beginning of the year.” Damn his little brother really knew how to hit him where it hurts. None of what he said was technically wrong, but back then he didn't know they were brothers, Dad hadn't told him yet. They really were enemies before but things are different now, they are family, Izu will learn to accept that eventually.

“I see you are still not ready to be reasonable. I tried to be cordial. I wanted us to get off on the right foot but you made me do this. I will return when you are ready to listen to reason. And little brother the next time I come back you better be on your best behavior or you won’t like what will happen to your little friends.” Tomura replied with an ominous expression, closing the door to his little brother's room.

Despite how much it hurt him to leave his little brother so soon. He just wasn't ready to listen yet. Some time apart will help him adjust. After all, his only family left is Tomura. Izuku will eventually learn to be dependent on him and only him for all his needs and safety. Just like Sensei said he had done for his brother in the past.

===

Izuku was ready to tear his hair out. It had been weeks since he has had any human interaction and the isolation was starting to get to him. He can’t even take out his frustrations on the room because as soon as he tries to destroy something he is sedated, if he tries to hurt himself he is sedated, if he tries to take off the collar he is sedated, if he goes too long without sleep he is sedated. His meals are delivered while he is asleep and if he tries to ignore them he will receive a note threatening him with a feeding tube.

He can’t take it anymore, he lost everyone, his mom, his dad All Might , his school, his quirk. He can’t even find comfort in the vestiges of One for All because he can’t get the collar off. Izuku could feel his eyes starting to well up with tears as it started to set in that he lost his entire world within the span of six months. All might is gone, heroes are over, he will never be able to become a hero and make All Might proud. He lost . With that last thought Izuku broke into heart wrenching sobs, thick globs of tears clouding his vision and running down his ruddy cheeks. The poor boy was so lost in grief that he didn’t notice the door opening.

Izuku whimpered as he felt himself being pulled into someone's lap, warm arms wrapping tightly around him. Something felt off but couldn't help leaning into them. He was so tired, he just wanted his mom. He wanted to go back to his school with all his friends and teachers. He wanted his family but they don't exist anymore. Izuku’s wails started up again with a fresh set of tears rolling down his face. Shigaraki gently shushed Izuku, rocking him back and forth, gently running his hands up and down his back soothingly, until the boy fell asleep.

Tomura really wasn’t supposed to be down here, he had promised himself that he would be a strict guardian for Izuku. Izu’s punishment for his bad behavior was spending one month in isolation. Two weeks for trying to fight Tomura and the other two to help him reflect on the past few months and come to terms with his new reality. But he couldn’t help himself. He saw his little brother breaking down on the baby monitor and he had to go comfort him. It had been three weeks anyway so close enough right? 

Plus Izu didn't even reject him this time in fact he even leaned into his hug and was comforted by his presence, now that's progress. Tomura just had to wait for Izu to wake up and they can have their heart to heart and he can learn why they are brothers and the story behind their father. Then they can finally be happy together! 

===

When Izuku began to stir, he realized he was sleeping on something warm and squishy. He sleepily rubbed his face into it and felt it gently move up and down as he heard a scratchy chuckle. He sat up startled to see Shigaraki only to be pulled back down into a hug. Had he been cuddling with Tomura Shigaraki this entire time?! He tried to wiggle out the tight embrace only to be shushed by the man.

“Settle down little brother, you remembered what I said last time don’t you?” Tomara asked. Izuku just nodded into his stomach not trusting his mouth to not say something that would count as ‘bad behavior’. He didn't want any of his friends getting hurt because he couldn't keep his mouth shut.

“Good boy. Now I have a very important story to tell and you will not interrupt me until I am finished or else either you or your friends will be punished. Yes it has to do with how we are brothers and who our father is.” Tomura added knowing that was probably the biggest question running through his baby brother's head.

“But-”

“Ah ah ah no interrupting or else your friends won't get to eat for a week.” Tomura threatened seeing the augmentative look that appeared on his little brother's face when he mentioned their father. Izuku promptly shut his mouth.

“The story begins at the dawn of quirks with two brothers, Hisashi and Yoichi Shigaraki. The older brother was born with immense power and charm while the younger was born sickly and seemingly quirkless. Their mother had died during childbirth leaving the boys to a childhood of danger and homelessness. Since both boys had white hair and unique eye colors the brothers were often persecuted by anti-metahuman extremists. Because of this the older brother began to delve into a life of villainy to keep the younger brother safe and off the streets. He began to amass loyal followers and influence while his younger brother remained safe and oblivious in their home. Yes I know you have questions but save them until the end.” Shigaraki grinned at his brother's pouty expression.

“Until one day while Hisashi was off on a business trip, Yoichi decided to snoop around his older brother's office. Up until that point Hisashi had been very vague when describing his work to his little brother and that had only fueled Yoichi’s curiosity. He was horrified when he discovered what his brother was actually doing to pay for their new home. So when Hisashi came back home he was immediately confronted with an arm full of angry baby brother. Hiashi tried to reason with Yoichi, telling him he could ignore everything he saw and they could live normally again. He could even join him if he really wanted to but Yoichi rejected every offer Hisashi gave him. He had gotten the idea in his head that it was his job to take down Hisashi and his empire of ‘evil’. You see, Yoichi had always loved comic book heroes and heroic morals ever since he was a child. And when the idea for metahumans becoming government sanctioned ‘heroes’ became a reality he wanted to be a part of it though he had no quirk. Dad did always call uncle Yoichi an optimistic naive little idiot, kinda like you.” Tomura chuckled at his brother's offended face.

“Anyways Yoichi gave Hisashi an ultimatum. Either he stopped his villainy all together and turned himself in or Yoichi would have to stop him himself but either way Yoichi was leaving. So Hisashi did the only reasonable thing he could think of to protect his little brother, he locked him away in a vault. Which sounds bad when you say it out loud but Dad was only trying to protect Yoichi from his own stupidity. And you know what they say: If you want your family to stay, lock them away!” Tomura cleared his throat awkwardly at the deadpan look Izuku was giving him.

“No?…Hm maybe that was only a thing Dad would say… Anyways after a while in the vault Yoichi started to refuse his meals as an act of rebellion. His already sickly body was getting weaker and weaker everyday. So dad decided to give him a quirk. It was just supposed to be a weak stockpiling quirk to help give Uncle Yoichi’s body some strength but it unfortunately became One for All. Soon after while Hisashi had been away on a business trip, two vigilantes: who would later become the second and third user of One for All, broke into Dad’s mansion and broke into Yoichi’s room vault , kidnapping him from his only family. Yoichi’s naive little self then decided he wanted to become a vigilante too with the new power his brother had given him. So he was a dumb little vigilante on the run from his caring older brother for a while. During this time he also discovered that he had a quirk: the ability to pass on quirks, which was useless by itself but once melded with the stockpiling quirk became quite powerful. I don’t even want to know how he figured out he could pass it down through dna.” Tomura said with a grimace. But Sensei did always say to watch out for boys with spiky hair because they'll steal your family and your quirk. Hm, maybe the second user had spiky hair? 

“Soon after he passed on the quirk Hisashi had found them, he was going to kill the vigilantes for daring to steal his most prized possession. Hisashi aimed a powerful blast at the Second but Yoichi using his last embers One for All leaped in front of him before the Second could be hit. The Second and Third escaped while Yoichi died in Dad’s arms. After Yoichi’s death Dad soon realized that the Second was wielding Yoichi’s quirk alongside his own and figured out that Yoichi wasn't quirkless after all. He went on a rampage trying to find all the users and killing them one after the other. But by the time he would catch one they would have already passed on the quirk to their chosen successor…You have to understand Izuku. Everything Dad has ever done has been to make a better world for his family, for us.”

“By the time the Seventh successor came around the world was everything Dad never wanted it to be. Her name was Nana Shimura and she was my grandmother. She left my father in an orphanage so she could continue playing the hero. She abandoned her child so she could go off and raise some new successor. Her child grew up to be a child-beating bastard. This is why heroes are bad Izuku. All they care about is themselves. They don't give a damn about the people they hurt because of their actions, no one else matters to them.” Tomura growled out with tears starting to form in his eyes.

“When I was four my quirk: Decay, came in and I killed my entire family. It really was an accident. I never meant to harm anyone. I was just a baby back then. I wandered the streets looking for help but not a single person would answer my plea. Do you know why? Because why would a civilian help a child in need when a hero can come along and do it for them. There is no reason for them to be good people when there are heroes around to do that. Day after day people wouldn't even spare a glance at me even the heroes patrolling wanted nothing to do with a dirty villainous looking child. Not until Sensei, he found me and took care of me as if I were his own child. That day I became his son. He didn't care that I was the Seventh’s grandson; he still loved me and raised me until the day he died.” Tomura said in a thick voice choked with tears. 

Izuku looked away, uncomfortable seeing so much emotion on the villain's face.

“Izuku look at me.” Tomura cried, gently cupping Izuku's face and turning it to face him.

“I know you don't believe me right now and this is all very confusing. But I need you to understand that our Dad loved you. He loved us, more than anything in the world. And if it was possible to stay with us forever he would have. He died to help make the world a better place for us.” Tomura’s voice trembled as tears fell down his face.

“How about we take a little break. Stay here and big brother will be right back in a minute.” Tomura said quietly as he rushed out of the room. He didn’t mean to burst into tears in front of his little brother but Izuku needed to know these things even if they hurt him to tell. 

He took the elevator down to the communal kitchen to grab a snack for Izuku ,since their panty is pretty empty right now, only to run into Dabi and Toga. 

“Hey Tomu, wait… have you been crying?” Dabi asked gruffly, concerned for their other man's well being. 

“Shut up, I'm fine.” Tomara replied, covering his face with his hands.

“Aww it's okay Shiggy, you don’t have to be embarrassed to cry in front of us.” Toga cooed, reaching out to hug the blue haired man.

“It’s just getting Izuku to understand why he is here and why the collapse of hero society is for the best has been really hard. I just want him to understand that all of this is for his own good.” Tomara replied, rubbing the residual tears from his eyes.

“Shiggy, it's going to be okay. We all knew the first months were going to be the hardest. I can't even tell you how many times Ochako has made me and Dad cry.”

“Can’t relate Shouto has been a total sweetheart since day one.” Dabi said smugly.

“No but seriously it's going to be alright. The little one will eventually come around when he realizes that know one is coming for him and he doesn't have the power to stop us. And If he doesn't, well we’ll be here to help you knock some sense into the little guy's head.” Dabi added.

“Yeah! And when they are finally settled in we can bring them out to the garden for a playdate.” Toga said happily.

“Thank you,” Tomura said quietly, rummaging through the drawers for snacks.

“Shut up, we're family, we help each other.” Dabi murmured averting his eyes, the healthy skin on his cheeks flushing pink.

Tomura left the room with his snacks and a small smile on his face, filled with a rush of  determination from the impromptu pep talk. Tomura walked into Izuku’s room to see him sitting right where he left him. Huh he didn't expect him to actually listen to him when he told him to stay put. “Hm, maybe I'm making more progress than I believed,” Tomura thought. He shut the door and sat down on the bed beside Izuku and handed him his snacks.

“Here you must be hungry, eat this for now and we can eat breakfast once we're done with our conversation. Now where did I leave off? Oh right a few years after Sensei found me you were born. We were never told of each other because we were both being raised to lead completely different lives. I was being raised to be our fathers successor, the man to bring hero society onto its knees and you…You were never supposed to be a hero or villain, you were just meant to be Izuku, not Deku, not the next symbol of peace, just Izuku, my little brother. You were never meant to be risking your life for people who would never appreciate you. But we’ll talk about that some other time I'm getting off topic.”

“Dad helped raise you until you were nine when he had to leave on a business trip. It was never supposed to be permanent. He was going to kill All Might, take back One for All and fix Japan himself. But the damn eighth almost killed him in their initial fight, All Might ripped his head off and spattered his brain on the concrete. He almost didn't make it but Garaki managed to save him. With injuries so severe there was no way he could ever come back home to you but I promise he never wanted to leave you. After that he only ever communicated to you through phone calls and sending funds for you and your mother.”

“Originally we were supposed to meet in your first year of high school though you were supposed to go to a normal run of the mill high school not UA. Sensei was so happy that you were finally coming back home to your family, but something changed. You met All Might and became the ninth user of OFA and enrolled in UA. You never came home. After that Dad had to scrap those plans and make new ones. The next time he planned for us to meet as brothers was once the heroes had fallen and he was dead, I am fulfilling dads plan. We can finally become brothers like he wanted us to be. Alright, you can ask your questions now.” Tomura said with a small smile. 

“You’re lying there is no way All for One is my father! My dad’s last name was Midoriya and he was the kindest, most loving father in the world. There is no way that villain could ever be him.” Izuku argued, offended at the very notion that the symbol of evil could ever be his father. 

“I was thinking you were going to say. Look at this picture of me and Sensei. Do you recognize the man in the photo?” 

Izuku felt the blood drain from his face, there in the photo was his shy awkward father smiling with a child shigaraki. 

“No you’re lying, that's fake!” Izuku argues, tears starting to well up in his eyes.

“Izuku, I can show you thousands of pictures and videos of me and dad together. You know this is real.” Tomura barked. He hated to make his little brother cry but he needed to rip off the bandaid. Izuku cannot go any longer denying their bond. Izuku is his little brother, he belongs to Tomura and only Tomura and he needs to get it through his thick skull.

“Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!” Izuku shouted, bursting into tears. His Dad couldn't have been a monster. 

“I know this has been a lot for you to take in, I'll have Kurogiri bring you breakfast and you can spend the rest of the day reflecting on what you learned. Maybe think about how you can be a good little brother as well.” 

And with that said Tomura left leaving Izuku in a catatonic state. His Dad was a two-hundred year old villain? And Tomura Shigaraki is his adopted older brother! What is he supposed to do with that information? Also what was wrong with that story? It felt very biased towards AFO and made Yoichi’s ideals seem like child play. Did Tomura seriously believe that junk? Izuku spent the day wondering what exactly being Shigaraki’s brother would entail until he fell into a restless sleep. 

===

The next morning Izuku awoke to the door being slammed open to reveal a smiling Shigaraki.

“Good morning little brother! I don’t have any work to attend to today so we’ll be spending the day together. But first we need to go over the rules you’ll need to learn if you're going to live here.” Shigaraki explained happily, excited to finally spend time with his little brother. He sat on the bed and pulled Izuku onto his lap.

“What? Hey stop! What are you doing?” Izuku yelled trying to squirm out Tomura’s hold.

“Settle down little brother.” Shigraki warned as he popped Izuku on the thigh.

“...” Izuku stilled, face flushing; he was so shocked to be reprimanded like a toddler he couldn't even come up with a response.

“Good boy. Don’t worry there won’t be too many complicated rules to remember just pretty basic stuff all little brothers do.” Tomura said, patting Izuku on the head. Izuku just sat there, shocked still.

“Firstly you will always address me as Tomura-nii, Tenko-nii, nii-chan, Tomu-nii, or big brother. You can choose whichever you like most but you always need to say one of them when you address me, understand.” Tomara said sternly this was a sign of respect Izuku needed to do and was not something he was willing to compromise on. 

“Yes.” Izuku grumbled, an annoyed pout forming on his face.

“Yes, what?” Tomura growled.

“Yes, big brother.” Izuku spit out, cheeks flushing light pink.

“Good job bunny.

Rule number two: always obey big brother he knows what is best for you. That one is pretty self explanatory I think. 

Rule number three: no fighting, cursing, or lashing out at your big brother. Little brothers are supposed to be calm, docile, and sweet. You can't be a proper little brother if you're acting out like a heathen.

Rule number four: If something is wrong you come to me immediately and I will help you. If I Am not available you can go to any of the other adults in the house but you cannot ignore your problems. If I find out something is wrong with you and you ignored instead of asking for help, you will be punished.

Rule number five: No escaping or leaving the premises without my permission, breaking this rule will result in a severe punishment.

Rule number six: You cannot shy away from my touch. If I want a hug you cannot refuse. 

Rule number seven: You will never try to use that quirk. It is too powerful for you and you were never supposed to have it anyway.” Tomura said sternly. These rules were here to keep his baby brother safe and protected.

“Okay I think that is all the rules for now, let's move on to punishments. Punishments can range from timeout, toys being taken away, writing lines, spanking, a night in the vault, solitary confinement, withholding food from your friends, erasing your quirk permanently, torturing your friends, killing your friends.” Tomura said, looking up to see his baby brother's face flooding with tears.

“Don't worry those last three are only for big things like if you escaped and did not return within 24 hours or if you tried to use your quirk against us. But you would never do that right Izuku? You’re a good boy aren't you? You would never put your friends' lives in danger like that would you? Tomura asked gently, wiping away Izuku's tears. Izuku whined, shaking his head no.

“Good, now onto the rewards. These will depend on how long you can keep up with the rules, a week would equal an All Might toy or something you like or a few weeks would be a walk around the manor. If you make it through a month without breaking a single rule you can have a playdate with one of your little friends. But only the ones in our care and it depends on their progress as well. From what I hear the baby Todoroki is doing the best out of all of you. You can have a playdate with him if you can behave for a month. You're still settling in so these are pretty basic but once you are done. You can earn a phone, a new quirk, a pet, trips outside wherever you'd like, even supervised trips with your friends.” Tomara explained grimacing when he saw Izuku's eyes glitter when he mentioned going outside. He’s likely thinking of escape but he would snuff out those ideas soon enough.

“That's all for now. That shouldn't be too hard to remember, right Izu?” 

“Yes Tomu-nii,” Izuku chirped. Oh he was so going to bust out of this place. He just needed to be on his best behavior and earn that visit playdate with Shouto. Then they can make a plan to get the others out of here. Though he is kind of worried about what's been happening to Shouto. What kind of progress is Shigaraki talking about? 

“That was so cute,” Tomura grinned, squishing Izuku's cheeks.

“Now do you know how to play video games?”

===

This is how they spent most of their days. Tomura would wake him up and hang out with him. Punish him if he did anything wrong or give him a reward. He was treated like a weird mix of a pet and a toddler. His plan to earn the visit with Shoto was not doing great, everytime he would get close to the two week mark he would accidentally break a rule like calling Tomu-nii, Shigaraki. And the count would restart, honestly his brother was expecting too much out of him. 

Speaking of Tomura, he was surprisingly affectionate, showering Izuku with hugs, cuddles, kisses, and pets constantly throughout the day. Izuku would hate it if he wasn't so touch starved though he supposed Tomura did isolate him on purpose. He actually wasn't too bad if Izuku ignored the creepy possessiveness, at least he seemed to genuinely love Izuku and wouldn't hurt him. Well unless Izuku was breaking a rule then all bets were off. 

One time while leaving in a sleepy state Tomura had forgotten to lock his door, Izuku did what any reasonable person would do, he ran like hell trying to escape and was immediately sedated. When he woke up Tomura had taken him over his lap and spanked him. He couldn't sit properly for days afterward! Izuku hasn't done anything bad enough to receive the worst punishments but he's trying to break out of here before those can happen.

After nearly three months he finally did it. He made it through a whole month of good behavior. He can finally start his plan to get out of here. Though a small part of him will miss Tomura just a little bit. Somewhere along the way he actually started to like Tomura and his awkward presence, he really was like a big brother to him. But that didn't matter, he was still his enemy, Izuku still needed to get out of here and take him down. There's still a whole society that needs fixing out there and he'll be the one to do it. He’ll make All Might proud.

“Nii-chan I did it. I was a good boy for a whole month. Can I see Shouto now?” Izuku giggled, jumping up and down looking up at Tomura with his best puppy eyes. Damn he was really playing up the little brother thing wasn't he. Whatever he can be embarrassed later when he successfully escapes but for now this is a necessary evil. 

“Yeah yeah I'll ask Dabi how Shouto’s been behaving and if he's been good we can set something up for you guys tomorrow” Tomura said, picking Izuku and spinning him around.

“Yay! Thank you Tomu-nii!” Izuku giggled.

Don't worry guys I’m coming to get you out. I'll save you no matter what.

Start/Previous/Next

[siflshonen]

Izuku so help me god if you really think you’re any different from those first years following around those boys they think are cool and screaming at them, then you need to start this manga over from the beginning and think about what it means to see yourself in others. What is not clicking.

[sugawara--san]

horikoshi always thinking hmm how can i give deku new, even worse kacchan trauma

[yanderemisery]

Izuku Midoriya x reader

Part 1, Part 2.

TW: yandere, non-con, captive darling, infantilisation, creepy deku, dub-con, god complex, protector mentality.

In a secluded, grand manor nestled deep within an impenetrable forest, Izuku Midoriya, a man whose formidable physique and myriad scars bore testament to countless battles, harbored an obsession both peculiar and disquieting.

His expansive domain, with its labyrinthine hallways and ivy-entwined turrets, served as both sanctuary and prison for Darling, the young woman whose very essence captivated him.

Darling, with her luminous innocence and delicate demeanor, seemed a stark contrast to the hardened and battle-scarred figure of Izuku. Her naivety, almost celestial in its purity, stirred in Izuku a consuming need to protect her, albeit through methods that revealed a disturbing blend of affection and control.

To him, Darling was the epitome of fragility—an exquisite treasure he believed could only thrive under his stringent guardianship.

Izuku's obsession with Darling transcended mere affection. It was a profound fixation that saw him elevating his role from protector to custodian of her very existence. His affection for her was palpable, yet it was tainted by an overpowering need to seclude her from the outside world, a world he deemed too dangerous for her delicate sensibilities. He was convinced that Darling's innocence, so vividly contrasting with his own experience, needed to be shielded at all costs.

Despite his assurances of never causing her harm, his actions spoke volumes of a more sinister undertone. Every aspect of Darling's life was meticulously regulated by Izuku, from the foods she consumed to the limited interactions she was permitted. He rationalized these measures as necessary to prevent any potential self-harm, believing that only through his omnipresent vigilance could her purity be preserved.

Darling, for her part, exhibited a blend of fear and resignation. Her attempts to navigate the constraints of her existence were met with a paradoxical blend of nurturing care and domineering authority from Izuku. She would often scurry away from him, a reaction that seemed to only intensify his fixation. In his eyes, her every movement, every glance, was a manifestation of her innate vulnerability-a vulnerability he felt compelled to dominate and shelter.

Izuku's behavior was a complex interplay of genuine concern and possessive control. His past was a tapestry of battles and scars, each mark a testament to his strength and experiences. Yet, in Darling, he sought to cultivate a different narrative—one where his strength was not used to confront external foes but to safeguard an individual he saw as intrinsically inferior to himself.

The manor, with its grandiose architecture and opulent furnishings, became a stage for a relationship that defied conventional understanding. Izuku's love for Darling, though fervent, was paradoxically stifling.

It was a love that demanded complete subservience and isolation, a love that, while professing to shield her, ultimately imprisoned her within the very walls of her supposed sanctuary.

In this isolated realm, the boundary between protector and captor became increasingly blurred. Izuku's desire to maintain Darling's innocence manifested not as a nurturing embrace but as a confining presence that left her trapped between fear and the stark reality of her constrained existence. And thus, within the shadowed halls of the manor, the intricate dance between obsession and affection played out, leaving Darling as both the cherished and captive darling of a man whose understanding of love was as complex as it was contradictory.

[animestsstuff2]

stalker Dabi x reader headcanons

Content warning: MDNI, spoilers?, stalker dabi, obsessive, swearing, intimidation, femreader, kissing, fucking, kidnapping, implied abuse.

Prompt: you caught his eye that day, the day he crept around alleys looking at his fathers agency. He never noticed you before, you were new and better yet you were his father’s personal assistant. You would be useful, getting information from you should be easy but the more Dabi watched you..the more intrigued he became.

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Dabi who saw you one night leave his fathers agency. His hand stopping, cigarette slowly burning out. you walked beside him, holding a small laptop bag and smiling as you said goodbye. Endeavor getting into his vehicle, leaving you alone.

Dabi, who followed you that night, sticking to the shadows as you walked to your apartment just a few blocks from the agency. Dabi who found ladders to the building next after hearing you mumble about the elevator being broken and having to walk 5 stories.

Dabi, whose legs hung over the rooftop edge of the building with the perfect view into your living room. He watched as you set everything down and walked off, coming back in pajamas. Dabi, who felt something awaken in his chest as he watched you curl up.

Dabi, who decided you were a person of interest that night. You seemed close to him after all..He began his watch, waiting every night in the same alley, watching as Endeavor walked you out every evenung. The routine ensued of following you home.

Dabi, who brought twice into the scene, forcing the man to pretend to rob you as you walked by the alleyway by your complex. Your shrill scream echoing the empty street as you spun on your heel. Dabi who just so happened to be there and stopped Twice.

Dabi, who you didn’t know, who hadn’t officially popped up on the heros radar. Your naiveness was showing as you thanked him profoundly, grabbing his rough hand between yours and squeezing it. Dabi whose brows pinched as he stared down at your beaming face. A blush on your cheeks as you realised how attractive he was

Dabi, who made it habit to run into you, not everyday but every other or couple of days, whether it was on your daily walk home or at the convenience store nearby. It was always late when he did, streets barren as the tall, dark-haired man stood close to you, burnt woodsy scent welcoming you.

Dabi, who got into your apartment after you ‘accidentally’ (he purposely ensured he was in the way) bumped into him once night, spilling his very hot coffee all over his very white tee. You immediately welcoming him inside. Dabi, who watched your cheeks darken as he stripped the shirt off. Your stomach knotting at the lazy smile and cheeky wink sent your way “thanks doll”

Dabi, who made the first move, fingers capturing your chin firmly, stopping your excessive rambling and making you tense. Dabi, whos dark eyes stared into yours, lazy grin flashed across his face as his head dipped low.

Dabi, who had you bent over the arm of the sofa. A hand on the back of your head, pressing your face into the cushion and scrunching your hair tightly. Dabi, whose thrusts were anything but smooth and gentle, forcing himself into your tight cunt with no warning. Your cries muffled as he grinned cruelly at the way your back arched.

Dabi, who had you creaming round him for the third time that night. Your eyes full of tears as he forced you to ride him. Your stomach in bits as moans left your mouth. “C’mon doll face, dont make me do all the work” his warm fingers dipping into the creases of your thighs. Your pleas ignored “t-to much’ can’t”

Dabi, who finally came in you, warm cum dripping from you after he finally pulled out. You lay an overwhelmed mess on the sofa, eyes glossy as he smirked. Dabi, who waited till you fell asleep before dressing and picking you up.

Dabi, who was the first thing you woke to as your tired eyes looked round the room that wasn’t yours. Dabi, who only gave a feigned frown as you scrambled from his bed, eyes wide with fear.

Dabi, who made it known you were his now not Endeavors. Dabi, who ignored your cries, pulling your protesting body into his and shushing you. The heat off his palm was almost too hot but quickly shut your yells of protest and lulled you into submission.

[happypeachsludgeflower]

Okay so legitimate question here, but is bkdk canon canon or heavily implied but with plausible deniability fanon canon now? I know it’s some flavor of canon because I’ve seen some panels and it looks super extra rainbow gay in the epilogue, but I can’t tell if Hori actually made them gay, or if it’s heavy handed queerbaiting that we’re all just running away with as the new canon. Like did we kidnapped the characters and declared it canon no matter what the official story says, or did the man actually say it??

[itsabouttimex2]

Pro-Hero!Izuku Midoriya (Part 2)

He comes to check on you several times through the course of the night, hand on your forehead for your temperature, or fingers on your neck for your pulse. Once he’s satisfied with your condition he readjusts your blankets and pillows, and leaves.

He knows that waking up with an IV in your arm will only scare you, and the potential for you to hurt yourself trying to get it out is great enough for him to pump you with another sedative. You lay still, limp and compliant as the intravenous tube pumps you full of hydrating nutrients. Over just a few hours, you already look healthier and livelier, some color and brightness returning to your skin.

He’s glad he finally caught you. How many times has he seen you digging through dumpsters, or setting up empty bottles to catch rainwater? How many times have you boiled water over fire just to ensure that it was somewhat clean? How many times have you bitten into thrown out food that was tampered with to keep the homeless away?

He remembers seeing you bite into bread that had been thrown out by a bakery, not knowing that it had been doused with bleach.

He remembers seeing you struggle to keep down dirty water afterwards, your burned tongue forcing you to spit out the murky and stale liquid.

Izuku had wanted to approach you then, to pat you on the back and offer you his own water, and buy you something proper and filling to eat. But you were in a bad state, most likely unwilling to trust what seemed like too generous an offer after getting a big mouthful of bleach from an unsuspicious pastry.

So he “dropped” his own water bottle near you, made of sturdy and durable metal, filling to the brim with clean, clear water.

When you had gone to investigate the clang of metal against pavement, pipe tightly clutched in your hands. It had clattered to the ground seconds later as you scooped up the metal flask, sniffing at the water to ensure that it was at least somewhat safe before downing it.

You’ve already been through so much, if you’re desperate enough to drink from a stranger’s water bottle seconds after it hit the ground, he had thought. And that thought had broken his heart.

What sort of hero would he be if he chose not to interfere?

You need someone to guide you, obviously. Temper the fire inside and file the rougher edges away, softening your scabbed and scarred heart. Someone to help you grow into the best version of yourself. Someone to ensure that don’t spend another day hurt or hungry or cold.

And he’s more than up to the task.

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You wake up feeling dizzy but warm, the bedding around you incredibly inviting.

But that’s not right. The bed should be thin and the blankets worn, and there certainly shouldn’t be any pillows. Still, your head gently rests on a plush pillow while your body drinks in the heat of the multiple blankets wrapped around you. And the bed conforms and shifts under your weight, comfortably holding you.

You don’t want to get up. If you do, you’ll wake up from this comfortable dream, or realize that you’re in a hospital or in heaven, and neither sounds too good right now.

Only one thing snaps you out of that comfortable haze- loud knocking on the door. You kick into full panic, trying to scramble up and out of the bed, thinking for a moment that maybe someone had found your little hideout, that you’ll be taken into custody and either stuffed into some awful foster family or sent to jail.

The man who steps in none other than the hero you had met last night, Deku. He strides to the bed, pressing his hands on your shoulders to hold you down.

“You’re safe now, Y/N. Everything will be okay. I’m here for you. Just take a deep breath and let me explain.”

You stop thrashing around, if only because he hasn’t hurt you and you really would like an explanation as to why he has you in his house. (And because he’s too strong to fight against, his broad palms pressing you firmly into the mattress.)

“There was a change made to the Pro-Hero system a few years back, actually. I’m sure you know what I’m talking about.”

You pause to stare up at him with wide eyes, hoping that he’ll change his mind or at least say he’s only joking. But he does neither. He just looks down and says:

“Do you know what rehab is, Y/N?”

[kacchanot-fucking-deal-with-this]

so if I host a bnha halloween digital fan zine would anyone join it??? honest question, I've been rotating the idea in my brain for d a y s

[everypanelofizuku]

Chapter 96 - Home Visits

[yuujigumi]

I know its a funny haha to paint Kirishima as himbo rock man but he's actually kinda good at manipulation? He appealed to Bakugou's strict perseverance of being number one when convincing him to be on his team for the cavalry battle by openly asserting his understanding of Bakugou's goal for the 10000 points and aligning himself with that goal. He tricked Bakugou into helping him study by appealing to his competitive nature by insinuating that Yaoyorozu was beating him with her virtuous offer to help others study. And again he convinced those he needed to help him rescue Bakugou from the LoV by appealing to Midoriya's literal hero complex and sense of responsibility, knowing that Midoriya already has an almost blind bond of loyal attachments he can sway in his favour ( there's no malice to this decisions but rather an acute social understanding). On a less intense level he's quick to make assessment, is able to parse through Bakugou's fiery outer shell and understand the true meaning of his word, and he's emotionally intelligent and empathetic leading to ease in social situations. He's smart and brawny, that's why he's best boy

[fairystar111]

Puppy Love

By: fairystar111

Rating: Gen

Fandom: Boku no Hero Academia

Summary:

Quirk: {Puppy love}: The user emits a pink ray from his hands. Once a target is hit they become the type of dog most suited to them. The quirk can only be undone by true love's kiss ie. platonic, friendship, or romantic. If the target manages to get a kiss from someone who truly loves them then they will transform back to human form. [Warning!]: If the quirk is not undone within a month, permanent canine characteristics will begin to accumulate on the target’s real body. If the quirk is not reversed within three months the target will lose their humanity, permanently becoming a dog. Or Shigaraki brings home a new pet

Characters: Midoriya Izuku, Shigaraki Tomura | Shimura Tenko

Tags: Animal Transformation, Dog Midoriya Izuku, Fluff and Angst, Kidnapping, Unintentional Kidnapping, Yandere, Yandere Shigaraki Tomura | Shimura Tenko, Obsessive Behavior, Possessive Behavior, Platonic Yandere, Platonic Kissing, Fluff, Body Horror, Protective Shigaraki Tomura | Shimura Tenko, Possessive Shigaraki Tomura | Shimura Tenko

The day had started off pretty normal for Izuku. He had woken up early Saturday morning to clean his dorm before going home for the weekend. He made it to his mother’s apartment uneventfully and spent the morning together. Then his mom had asked him to run an errand for her. All he had to do was pick up the ingredients for katsudon at their local market down a couple blocks from their home. That was it. Now here he was stuck as a dog in a dirty alleyway.

He didn’t mean to get into trouble and be hit with the thief’s quirk, okay! But he wasn’t just going to stand there and let him get away! He’s a hero student he can’t not help those in need. When he heard the kind old shop lady screaming out she was being robbed, he couldn’t help himself. His body moved on its own and before he knew it, he was bolting out the door after the masked man. He managed to corner the man in an alleyway and was going to call the authorities. He didn’t expect to be hit with a strange sparkling pink ray of light and fall flat on his face.

Izuku screamed in agony as he felt his body shifting. Bones twisting and breaking transforming into something much smaller. His face, nose, and mouth being crushed down and reformed until he couldn’t scream only release high pitched little whimpers. The last thing he felt was something popping out of him near his lower back or what used to be his back. Then a voice from above spoke.

“Oh well aren't you a cute one. I don’t doubt, you’ll be able to charm anyone that comes across you.” The thief tapped the pup on the nose when he noticed him dozing off, tired from the strain of the transformation. “Hey listen up! I’ll give you some advice since you seem like a promising young kid. The cure is love. Well I gotta get out of here, good luck with that!” with one last pet he left leaving Izuku all alone. 

The boy managed to drag his new foreign body into a dirty ramen case near a dumpster. When he heard a distant voice call out, “Oh and make sure you're out of that form within a month!” before passing out. 

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It was dark and cold when he awoke. He tried to stand up but his body felt odd like he was unbalanced even his vision was off. It was the middle of the night but he could still see clearly albeit the colors around him looked off. He looked down and yipped when he found paws in place of feet. W-what happened?

Then he remembered, the thief from earlier had hit him with his quirk. What had the man said?

Something about love being able to undo it. What was that supposed to mean! Is he supposed to get someone to fall in love with him? But how, he’s a dog? And what then, is the person who loves him just supposed to make contact with him. Maybe pet him or…oh...oh no…this quirk can’t be so cliche that the cure is a kiss could it? He’s lucky his face is covered in fur or else he is certain he would be blushing a tomato red. 

Well love doesn’t have to be romantic, it comes in many forms, he could just find his mom and ask her for a kiss on the forehead. Wait, he can't talk. He’ll just head back to UA and find Kota and then tell him to ask the teachers for help. And what would happen to him after a month? Why was that important enough to mention? Is this going to be permanent if it's not reversed within a month's time?! 

The boy didn't notice but his usual muttering was spilling out of him the whole time but in dog form it sounded like the weak whimpering cries of a puppy. He had unknowingly attracted the attention of a certain white haired villain who just so happened to be walking down the alleyway. 

Izuku felt the box being shifted upright and he was knocked off his feet. He peered up to see what had moved his temporary home only to see Tomura Shigaraki peering down at him. He tried to scream but what came out was more like a terrified yelp. He scrambled into the corner of the box narrowly avoiding the deadly hands reaching for him.

“It's okay little one, you don’t have to be afraid. I’m not going to hurt you.” He hears a gentle scratchy voice coo. Is Shigaraki talking to him?! The same Tomura Shigaraki that held him hostage at the mall and spoke like a crazed lunatic. Why is he looking at him so softly? Oh right he's a dog now. And judging on the height of the box around him, a very small one, likely a puppy. Huh, guess even villains are weak to puppies. 

The box is lifted into the man’s arms and suddenly Izuku is being carried somewhere. Izuku tries to growl or bark at the man to show his displeasure but all that comes out are weak little cries. It seems his new body is quite underdeveloped. “Shh shh I know it's scary being all alone in such a big world, when you are so small. I'm going to take you somewhere safe.”

He feels the man walking for a bit before pausing. Izuku hears a brief woosh sound and then he is inside the League’s base. Or at least he thinks it is, all he can see is the ceiling. The walls of his box are too high for him to look over. He heard what must have been other League members greet Shigaraki. 

“Whaddya got there boss?” He hears a deep gravelly voice ask. 

“Uh…soup. I'm going to my room now, don't bother me.” The man said abruptly before hastily retreating with the rustling box in tow. 

“Aww man I wanted some,” A feminine voice whined.

“That was clearly not ramen.” responded the first voice. 

“Yeah no,” He heard another strange voice say before the door was shut and locked behind him. 

Shigaraki took him out of the box, grabbing him with all ten fingers. Izuku tensed bracing for disintegration yet nothing happened. Shigaraki simply placed him on his bed while he fiddled with his phone for a moment. 

He took the chance to take in his new surroundings. Shigaraki’s bedroom was huge with massive floor length windows and a large balcony. The bed he was currently sitting on was unnecessarily large, piled high with plush pillows and blankets. An enormous TV hung on the wall with multiple gaming consoles connected to it and he had an expensive looking computer setup in the corner of the room. While the shelves on the walls were a little cluttered with manga and figurines, the room itself was fairly clean aside from a few empty energy drink cans and chip bags littering the desk. Nothing at all like he was expecting. 

Where had the League acquired the funds for this type of luxury? Their last hideout in Kamino had been a desolate ruin compared to this place. How did they gain this much power in such a short amount of time? This is a cause for concern, when he returns back to normal, he’ll report this change in status right away. If they were gaining followers powerful enough to sponsor this type of lifestyle. It could be detrimental to the hero's side if an all out war were to–eep! his mumbling is cut short as he is picked up.

“Shh shh don’t cry, it’s alright your food will be here soon. You must be so hungry.” He tried to struggle out of the villain's lap but his pudgy little limbs were not strong enough to push him away. His body seems to be quite young; he can't move the same way he’d seen dogs running around in his neighborhood move. 

There was a knock to the door and he was put down as Shigaraki gathered what seemed to be multiple bags of pet supplies. He heard a faint,“You know, you could say thank you asshole!” from the other side of the door as it was shut abruptly. The villain busied himself on the other side of the bed sorting through the bags, and pulling out a can of formula and a tiny bottle. He read the instructions on the can and scooped a tiny bit of powder into the bottle before crossing the room opening the door to what seemed to be a bathroom. 

He heard the faucet running and wondered for a moment why Shigaraki was making a bottle. It was only when the nipple was put up to his face, did he realize it was supposed to be for him. “C’mon what was all that crying earlier for? Go on, eat.” 

Well he was hungry, Izuku hadn’t eaten since breakfast so he hesitantly latched on to the tip of the bottle and sucked. He expected the formula to be gross but the liquid was lukewarm and thick, tasting like sweet creamy milk. Once he started drinking he couldn't stop, his new instincts urging him to eat as fast as he could until he was full. 

“Good puppy.” Izuku felt his face flush as the villain praised him for simply eating, gently petting him as he encouraged him to drink more. 

“You're so small, you look like you've barely opened your eyes. Did your family abandon you? Were you all alone on the streets crying for help and being ignored by every passerby. The world can be so cruel to those who do not fit the mold in society. If you have nothing to offer the world of heroes, they're happy to leave you alone to die on the streets…”  The man trailed off into silence, eyes glazed staring into nothing, petting him absentmindedly. There was something off in the man's tone like what he was saying was sort of personal. He contemplated what could have made the man the villain he is today for a moment but found himself nodding off to the rhythmic petting and tummy full of warm milk. 

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He’s woken up the sound of running water. He found himself lying on a towel on the side of the large sink. He straightened his paws in front of him and used all his strength to push himself up into a sitting position. He stared straight into the large mirror. To the left of him he saw Shigaraki running a bath in the large sink and to the right he saw himself for the first time. He knew he had been changed into a dog. The thief had said so after all, but to see it with his own eyes was shocking. 

He was so small, from what he can tell his body is about two months old. He had his same soft  curly hair and big green eyes. Though his fur was dark, almost black, but shone green in direct light. He had a white fluffy belly with a pink little nose and soft rosy paw pads. He was, to put it simply, adorable. He could see why even a villain like Shigaraki would want to ‘rescue’ him. 

Izuku watched the dangerous set of hands reaching for him in the mirror but didn't bother to dodge this time. Shigaraki has shown he has no hostility for Izuku in this form and that he has far better control of his quirk than he did in the USJ. He no longer needed five point activation to access his quirk. Which is another change he’ll make sure to report to the heroes.  

“Sorry puppy but you need a bath, you smell.” The villain muttered as he dipped him into the warm water. Soaking his fur before squirting a dollop of shampoo onto his back and gently massaging it in. 

A poke to his stomach then, “What a chubby little belly, so full of milk.” Okay rude. It's unfortunately true though, with the water crushing down the curls his body looks like a potato with four toothpicks poking out of it for legs. 

The villain continues on with his bath, gently rinsing the soap suds out of his fur before draining the sink and placing him back onto his towel and rubbing him dry. 

“There all done. You've been such a very good–wait, what even are you?” He hears Shigaraki ask before he’s being flipped onto his back and stared down.

“Oh, definitely a boy.” Izuku growled when he realized what he was looking at. Biting the finger closest to his face and shaking his head, aiming to tear skin. The man however just chuckled as if his attack meant nothing. 

“Alright alright I'm sorry. Guess you don’t like being flipped on your back like that.” No I just don’t like a S-Tier villain who can crumble things to dust staring at my weewee thank you very much! 

The man carried him out of the bathroom turning off the light behind him and setting him back on the bed all while Izuku continued to nip and growl at him. Shigaraki went back to the bags, pulling out several more items and moving them to a corner. He laid down several puppy pads onto the floor along with a fluffy dog bed that resembled a cozy cave and some stuffed toys. 

“Alright I’m tired. Goodnight puppy.” The man slumped forward onto his bed and was out within seconds. That doesn't really seem healthy but it's none of Izuku’s business so he puts it out of mind.

Izuku waited until he was absolutely certain the villain was asleep and made his way out of his bed. He looked around the room for any exits or useful information surrounding the League but found nothing. The room was locked tight and the floor was free of any debris. 

He made his way toward the windows hoping to see a familiar cityscape and start formulating a plan to escape but the view held nothing but miles and miles of forest; there weren't even any lights indicating homes nearby. The moon glowed and the stars shined brighter than he’s ever seen before, the lack of light pollution indicated the absence of inhabitants in the area. 

Meaning Izuku is completely and utterly alone at the mercy of these villains. Even if he manages to make it out of the mansion his young body won't be able to make the journey back to civilization. He would likely die from starvation, exhaustion, or a predator preying on him. There’s no way he can make it back to UA like this.

Alright this is not the time to panic, he just needs to think rationally and analyze his options. He can’t access his quirk in this form. He can’t speak nor does he have the stamina to move large distances. So that means the most probable way he’ll be able to escape is through their mode of transportation. 

If the villain's base is in the middle of nowhere they have to be getting all their supplies transported in somehow. Judging by this room alone the base was most likely huge. 

The mist villain certainly couldn't be doing everything himself. No, there has to be vehicles to help bring things in and out. If he can manage to sneak into someone's bag or hide in a load of cargo meant to be sent out, maybe he can find a way back to–yelp!

Izuku yelped as he was suddenly picked up, derailing his train of thought. He hadn’t even heard the villain wake up, let alone walk over to him. His heart was hammering in his chest wondering what the villain would do to him for waking him. So far he has been nothing but kind to him but he doesn’t know if a sleep deprived Shigaraki will extend the same courtesy.

“It’s okay puppy. You can sleep with me, stop crying.” Shigaraki sleepily muttered getting back into bed. This time actually slipping underneath the blankets and resting him on his chest, one hand cupping Izuku’s back securing him in place. 

‘It's just for now’ Izuku thinks. He’ll lay in wait until he finds an opening to escape. For the meantime he’ll just have to play the role of pet dog. He can do this! 

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Izuku’s abruptly woken up by the man gasping awake, lurching forward and sending him tumbling off his chest. Izuku growled up at the man to show his displeasure.  

The villain groggily grumbling out, “Huh? Oh right, sorry puppy.” and petting him in apology. It seems the man had forgotten he brought him home last night. 

Tomura got up stretching out his limbs chuckling when he turned to see Izuku doing the same. He dropped him off on the makeshift bathroom in the corner before he went to the real bathroom.

‘I can't do this!’ Izuku thought. The man had left him in his corner with firm instructions to ‘go potty’ while he went to get ready for the day. Izuku has been sitting staring out into nothing for the past fifteen minutes. He failed to realize just how helpless he is as a puppy. He can’t even use the normal restroom or chew food on his own. How is he supposed to escape in these conditions?

Izuku startled as the door creaked open. The man walked out in a black suit with a long red cape. The cape had fur lining the collar and gold embellishments keeping it closed. It made him look regal, frighteningly like…a king. 

The facade broke though as he stared down at him in concern. “Maybe you need to eat some more first?”

He got a new bottle prepared in a dash and was feeding Izuku in his lap when he told him. “I’ll be away most of today. Someone else will come by to feed you lunch later. I should be back by dinner, remember to be a good boy and go potty okay? Bye puppy.” He left soon after, leaving Izuku alone.

Izuku had been planning on eavesdropping by the door while Shigaraki was away but as soon as he was plopped into his bed he knew he was a goner. He was so full of warm milk and his bed was so dark and cozy. He fell asleep after spinning around in circles and fluffing his bed way too many times. Only waking a couple hours later due to the eerie feeling of someone staring at him. He opened his eyes and saw a red reptilian eye peeking at him through the opening of his den. 

He let out a scream like bark diving into the furthest end of his cave. Something inside of him was telling him to hide because there was a large predator out there. Logically he knows it's just Spinner, the villain with a heteromorphic quirk, but his instincts were telling him he was going to be eaten. 

The villain loudly exclaiming, “Oh shit!” and flinching backwards in response to him didn’t help either. 

“Sorry little buddy I didn't mean to spook you!” The gecko man slowly sank down on his knees patting them and cooing. “Come on, it's okay. I'm not going to hurt you.” 

Izuku hesitantly walked out of his home. The faster he eats his meal, the faster the new villain will leave. 

“Good job little guy.” The gecko villain held his arm outstretched leaving his palm open towards him waiting. Izuku guesses he wants him to sniff it before he lets him pet him. That’s what a normal dog would do so he does it. He bumps his nose into his palm and allows the man to pet him. 

He does so for a while before switching his hoodie on backwards and slipping Izuku into the hood. He walked towards the desk where Shigaraki kept his supplies and rummaged through the drawers until he found his formula and a clean bottle. 

“Alright let's get you fed. Shiggy said you needed four ounces of water per one scoop of dry milk powder.” Spinner said as he measured out the formula and water, carefully shaking the bottle and testing if it was the right temperature. The man made the bottle with a familiar sort of ease, Izuku wonders if he had any siblings before he decided to become a villain. 

He’s fed once again then put back into his bed. The man excused himself to go to ‘work’ whatever that means. He refuses to use the ‘potty’ despite how much his bladder is starting to ache and goes back to sleep. 

He wakes up to a concerned Shigaraki. The man takes him out of his bed and places him back onto the pads encouraging him to use them. Izuku refuses; he shuts his eyes and ignores him. He refuses to let go of his dignity. He is not an animal and he will not act like one.

He lasts three days refusing to use the puppy pads. After he overheard Tomura mention taking him to the vet to Spinner, he caved, bearing the humiliation of having to go to the bathroom like a dog. Seeing Shigaraki visibly sigh in relief when he saw the soiled pads was going to haunt him for the rest of his life. He's trying his best to stay sane but he is beginning to go crazy. Each day feels more degrading and dehumanizing than the next and he wants nothing more than to go home. 

===

He meets the rest of the League a few days later because apparently Tomura thought he needed to be socialized to the rest of the villains after hearing how badly he reacted to Spinner.

He’s brought out to the living area and set down in the middle of the room. For a minute he is just stared at incredulously by the group of lounging villains. Before Toga breaks the silence squealing,

“Hi soup!” The girl made a dash for him, picking up Izuku before he could even try to run away. 

“That's not his name, idiot!” Shigaraki growled. 

“So it's a boy? No, it's a girl!” Twice asked, petting the puppy in Toga’s lap.

“What is his name then?” Spinner asked. 

“…”

“He doesn't have a name yet does he?” Dabi snarks from the kitchen nearby. 

“Of course he does!” He really doesn't. Tomura’s just been calling him puppy this whole time. 

“Oh yeah, what is it then?” Dabi taunts walking in with a steaming cup of coffee.

“Uhhh…it's Sprout!” Tomura shouts. ‘Well that's news to me’ Izuku huffs. He was hoping Shigaraki would get bored of him and not bother to ‘name’ him. His mother always told him ‘Don’t name things you're not planning to get attached to, it will just be harder to let go when the time comes.’ He hopes that won’t be true for the villain because Izuku is leaving him whether he likes it or not.

“Sprout?” The group collectively tilted their heads.

“Yeah because he may be nothing but a tiny bud now but eventually he’ll sprout into a ferocious beast that will tear you apart on my command!” Yeah no. No Izuku absolutely will not.

“Sure boss…” Dabi said in a tone that sounded like he didn't quite believe him. 

“He has a very strange coat coloration. I've never seen a dog such a fascinating shade of emerald before. Are you sure he’s not a quirked animal?” Mr.Compress asked, gently taking Izuku from Himiko, holding him from his armpits and staring at him. 

“Not sure, I found him in an alleyway dumped in the trash on the way back from a meeting with Giran.” Huh so that's what he was doing when he found Izuku. 

Dabi raised a brow, “A street dog huh.”

“He’s just like us! Abandoned and unwanted before joining the League.” Toga grinned up at the white haired villain.

“Yeah…yeah he really is. Welcome to the League of Villain Sprout.” Shigaraki cooed so softly he doubted the others could hear it. Izuku didn’t know what to do with the soft smile being directed straight at him. It was so genuine and filled with warmth, Izuku felt bad being the one on the receiving end, knowing he’s not actually a puppy and didn’t intend on becoming Shigaraki’s new pet. He’s distracted from his guilty thoughts when Kurogiri walks in, his yellow eyes widening in shock as he stares at Izuku before narrowing at the white haired villain.

“TOMURA SHIGARAKI! WHAT IS THAT!” 

“Oh shit-” Seeing Shigaraki try to run away only to be instantly portaled back into the room by Kurogiri was hysterical. The other villains sent him amused glances and taunts that Papagiri was going to get him which only makes Tomura try to get away faster. Seeing the villain look like a kicked puppy as his caregiver scolded him for bringing a dog home without permission while pouting back that ‘he was the supreme leader now and could do whatever he wanted’, only to whine when the mist villain threatened to take away his video games, was so surreal. 

Seeing the softer sides of villains, he would have never been able to see as a hero was odd. They were just so human, they liked to bicker and play, had hobbies and interests, they behaved nothing like they did on the battlefield. Living with the villains so far has been strange and he had a feeling things were only going to get stranger.

===

Over the weeks he’s spent with the man he’s learned quite a few things. Shigaraki is no longer the tantruming man child he had been at the USJ or edgy, immature, teen-like villain he had been at the mall. He’s much more mature in a sense, he no longer loses his temper at the drop of a hat or seems quite so irrational. From the bits and pieces of stories he’s overheard from the other villains, the man is a terrifyingly efficient leader now. 

Though he still has some flaws like despite being the leader of an army and being surrounded by hundreds of followers. Tomura was so very alone. There was a clear boundary between him and the League that neither party wanted to cross. Maybe it has to do with quirk or his position of power over them Izuku doesn’t know. 

 The man had horrible mental health issues and insomnia. Some days the only reason he would get up at all was to feed him. He barely slept and anytime he was able to get some sleep, he would be awoken by nightmares and often cry until it was time to start the day. Izuku can't just ignore someone crying for help, so he often starts whining next to the bed begging to be picked up. It’s only when he’s cuddled up next to Shigaraki that the man is able to sleep peacefully. Izuku got so used to doing it that Shigaraki ordered him a little ramp so he can get on the bed all by himself. 

Despite everything Tomura was kind and gentle in private. He played animal crossing and made cute little areas for his villagers to play and got genuinely upset when one asked to leave. He said things like ‘big stretch’ when Izuku would stretch out his little limbs after his naps. He got so excited whenever Sprout would ‘learn’ a new trick for him, smiling so proudly down at him it made his head feel all fluffy and warm. Listen, Izuku didn't want to play or follow the man's orders but whenever he did, it helped push away the man's perpetual cloud of sadness. Being ‘Sprout’ helps him relieve his sorrow and stress and allows him to be happy even if just for a moment. 

Shigaraki speaks to him alot. Izuku often wonders if he knows he can understand him or if he had a pet in the past he treated the same way. Or maybe he just wants someone to talk to that won’t judge him. He can understand being lonely with no one to turn to. He learns that the man was left abandoned on the street as a child and that is why he took him in. Shigaraki hadn’t finished that line of thought but Izuku can only assume it was All for One who found him.

Izuku felt a deep pity for the man. Who knew what he could have been if AFO had not found him and groomed him into villainy. Would he be happy and carefree? Maybe even a hero? He could have been anything if not for that monster. The point is he wants to help him! He can’t change the past but if being ‘Sprout’ for a little bit helps, then so be it. 

The only problem is the longer he stays in this form the more instinctual his behavior becomes. The other day he growled and snapped at Toga for aiming her knife at Tomura. Izuku hadn’t even meant to but something inside him told him to protect his master and before he knew it he was sinking his teeth into the girl's hand. 

It was becoming worrying, the thief said he had to be out of this form in one month and if Izuku’s calculations are correct it has been a little over four weeks since he arrived. He was becoming more like a real dog as time passed. He needed to get out of here. 

===

The next weeks turn into a vicious cycle of him failing to escape and falling deeper into his canine instincts. 

Izuku used to hate the feeling of being pet he thought it was degrading but now he practically throws himself into any hand willing to do it, especially Shigaraki’s. Same with being called a good boy at first it was embarrassing but now it was like an instant shot of dopamine to his brain. It made him all fluffy and happy and made his tail wag. 

He tried his best to leave while the man was away but always found himself too anxious to actually do anything. His instincts were telling him Shigaraki is the leader of his pack and being near him made Izuku feel safe and secure. The more days past, the more anxious he felt without the villain and the harder it was to run away. 

It didn’t help that he was starting to get attached to the rest of the League too. They are a part of Shigaraki’s pack so that makes them his pack too. Most of them are just broken young adults who were forced into this life. Their pasts are full of quirk discrimination, mental disorders and abuse. They didn’t ask for this, they didn’t choose this life.

I mean Toga, despite her bloodlust and penchant for stabbing, is just a kid. She still gets excited over puppies and stickers, pouts over having to finish paperwork, and cries out for parents who will never answer her when overwhelmed. She treats the league like they’re her own family. It makes him so sad to think what she could have gone through, that villains were the only ones who didn’t make her feel bad for a quirk she was born with. He wants to help them all but he can’t do it in this form. 

===

Exactly one month and three weeks since arriving at the League’s base, he finds his opening for escape. He’s spent his time carefully building up trust and bonding with Shigaraki; never once running from him and doing whatever he wants. Now the man allows him to roam around the upper level of the mansion as he pleases. He usually goes out to the living room to hangout or visits whichever League members have their doors open for him. Dabi and Toga usually have biscuits in their rooms; they're happy to feed him if he does a trick. 

His body has grown older, he has far more mobility than he did before and can eat solid food now. He thinks his body is around four months old now. He can run and jump and has much more energy, perfect to use for his plan.

Earlier in the day he had overheard Toga saying she was planning to set up a picnic in the garden, when he was playing with Dabi in the living room. The girl had rushed down with a big wicker basket and announced to the League they were going to eat lunch outside. Most of them groaned a bit but indulged her in the end, promising to meet her outside when it's ready. The girl had squealed and rushed into the kitchen to begin preparing the food with Kurogiri. 

When they finished preparing the food Toga had set the basket onto the floor while she went to gather a blanket for them to sit on and other supplies. He snuck away from the eyes of the League and made his way to the large basket. It took him three tries but eventually his jump was successful and he tumbled down into the basket landing on a sandwich. 

His heart raced when he heard someone ask, “Where’s Sprout?”

“He probably followed Toga to her room for treats.” Dabi answered.

“Ugh I keep telling her to stop spoiling him so much, she’s going to make him fat.” Tomura complained.

“I wouldn’t know anything about that boss.” Dabi whistled.

Eventually the girl came back, grabbing the basket and snapping the flaps close then asked Kurogiri to warp her outside. “Come out in ten minutes, okay!” she said. Receiving dull okays in response except for Twice who answered back excitedly. 

Izuku shivers as he feels the girl walking through the portal. He feels the girl set down the basket with a thump and hears her begin to set up. Izuku only needs her to step away for a moment to make a run for it. The basket is moved again, Izuku shudders as one of the flaps creaks open letting in a ray of sunlight. He thinks he's about to be discovered when–Ring! Ring! the girl’s phone goes off. He hears the girl turn to answer her phone and the basket is closed shut.

“Hello? Oh, did I! Whoops, can you open up a portal so I can go get them? No, it's okay, I can do it!” He can only hear Toga's side of the conversation but from what he gathers he thinks she may have forgotten something for the picnic. This may be his chance if she leaves he can run.

His heart stops racing when he hears the whooshing of the portal opening and Toga’s steps fade away.

He waits a moment before peeking his head out. He sees it’s all clear and jumps out of the basket tumbling onto the grass. He doesn’t waste any time in running forward into the tree line. The forest floor was rough on his little paws. He could feel sticks and rocks digging into his feet but he kept running. He couldn’t stop no matter the pain, he had to keep going.

He’s been running for a while darting in and out of sight as he tries not to be caught. He doesn't know how far he’s gotten since from his height everything looks the same but he knows he’s made no progress in finding a road. He was beginning to get tired and everything in the forest looked similar. No matter how far he goes there was no change.

Eventually Izuku finds an empty burrow at the root of a large tree. He enters intending to only rest his legs for a moment but ends up falling asleep. When he awakes it’s dark outside, he can only  hear the hooting of owls and the chittering of critters outside the burrow. 

He debates going out and gaining more distance between him and the League. On one hand the smart thing would be to stay put and wait till sunrise to move. His body is small and won’t be able to fight off a predator if needed to. On the other hand the League most likely already knows he is missing and the more time he wastes, the bigger of a chance he’ll get recaptured. 

His time is running out, it's already been over a month he has to take this chance. Despite his better judgment he steps out of the burrow. His dog body has far better night vision and hearing than his human body so he should be okay as long as he stays out of sight.

He creeps on the forest floor slowly making his way through the darkness trying his best to keep his footsteps silent. He doesn’t notice the owl swooping down on him before it’s too late. He screams when long talons sink into his soft belly piercing through into him. He tries his best to fight back and wiggle out of the bird's claws and dislodge them but it only causes them to sink deeper.

He did his best to scream as loud as he could but he was bleeding so heavily and he was beginning to get tired. ‘Is this how I die? Poor All Might he should have never wasted his legacy on someone so useless…’ he thinks as the world begins to fade. 

The bird brings down its beak and bites a chunk out of his leg. He feels the muscles being ripped and torn out of him. His vision blacks, the last thing he hears are rapid footsteps and then water? He doesn’t know what it was but his whole body felt wet. Something was shaking him and screaming in his ear. He thinks it's a human?

“Sprout! Sprout! Sprout, wake up!” Izuku opens his bleary eyes and sees Shigaraki. The man had tears running down his face and looked so hurt. He was crying, screaming out, “Please god! Please don’t take him too! Haven’t you taken enough!” Izuku wishes he could help comfort him but he felt so tired, his body felt so cold, and he just wanted to rest. He’s spent his whole life fighting, maybe now it was time to rest…

“Tomura Shigaraki, I am deeply sorry, he is gone.” 

“No! Don't say that! He’s not dead–he c-can't be,” The villain sobs in agony, kneeling to rest the cold puppy onto the forest floor. He hangs his head over the body and whispers, “Everything I touch I destroy. I'm sorry it had to happen to you too. I loved you so much. I’m sorry,” Tomura presses a kiss onto the puppy's head. The moment his lips made contact with Izuku–Poof! A cloud of pink smoke exploded from Sprout's body. When the smoke cleared there lay the naked, bleeding, body of Izuku Midoriya. 

“I-i–what?” Shigaraki stared in shock. This boy, Izuku Midoriya, is Sprout. Sprout is Izuku Midoriya. They are one in the same. They have been the entire time. 

Upon closer inspection he noticed some irregularities. Nestled in his fluffy green hair were a pair of pointed ears and a tail sticking out of him. He never had those before, maybe this wasn't a planned infiltration. Maybe It had truly been an accident that caused they're paths to cross and intertwine in a way that will change the both of them forever.

Well it doesn't matter how it happened, Izuku is irrevocably his now and nothing can ever change that.

“He’s still breathing, take him to the Doctor now!” Tomura barks the order at the nomu who was standing in a sort of hesitant manner. 

“Tomura Shigaraki, I would advise against-”

“I don’t care! He’s still Sprout, my Sprout. He’s staying with us no matter what.” Shigaraki picks up the boy and walks through the portal. He sinks his face into the boy's curls and whispers, “Don't worry Sprout, I’ll make sure you get better. Everything will be okay, I promise.”

[butterfly-writer]

Hey Butterfly! Can I request a prohero deku and prohero shoto on patrol together and they come across an afraid child reader. Hurt/Comfort trope. Everything else is totally up to you, full creative freedom ♡

My heroes!!

Prohero!Deku + Prohero!Shoto x Child!Reader [PLATONIC]

Summary: Pro heroes, Deku and Todoroki patrolled the streets and came across an afraid child.

★☽A/N: Thank you so much for requesting! And you can just call me Haruka, Butterfly is just a part of my username, lolol ENJOY!!

Contents: ANGST - COMFORT - Harassment - Mentions of potential SA - Kidnapping - HURT

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“Thank you so much for accepting my offer, Todoroki!” Midoriya smiled, walking side by side with Todoroki as they patrolled the streets together. “My area’s usually peaceful so I decided to accept your offer to help patrol here. I know how busy you are these days, being number 1 and all.” Todoroki said, “I can’t believe All Might had to deal with all of this!! No wonder Mr. Aizawa didn’t like being seen on TV or anything..” Midoriya groaned.

Todoroki and Midoriya continued to chat along the whole patrol, stopping a few villains here and there. They decided to stop at a food booth to buy something to eat since they would be doing this overnight. After buying some takoyaki, they continued the patrol like before.

They were having a moment of peace until they heard screams of a little kid from an alley that was not visible to anyone from afar. They looked at each other and nodded to each other, walking slowly in a fighting stance into the alley. The sight they saw was horrible. It was a kid struggling to let go from a man’s grip, their clothes looked like they were ripped by someone. “C’mon you little brat! I’ll make you obey me by the time we reach my apartment.” The man scolded, pulling them harder into the alley. “No!! Let go! Hiroshi will come and kick your butt!!” The kid yelled, resisting the man’s grip.

“Who’s that? Your caretaker? You’re nothing but an orphan but I can make you a fucking star!” He smirked, pulling them harder. Midoriya couldn’t stand it anymore, he charged quickly towards the man and pushed him down, making the man let go of the poor kid. “What?! H-Hey man- I was just teaching my kid a lesson, nothing else!” The man pleaded but Midoriya knew what the disgusting pedophile was talking about when he mentioned “Star.” Todoroki stepped forward and took the man from Deku’s grip and used his quirk to cage the pedophile in his ice. “You won’t be getting out of this.” Todoroki said, giving off a very dark glare at the man which gave him shivers of fear. The man pathetically nodded like a coward and Shoto and Deku took their attention from the man to the kid.

Midoriya crouched to the kid’s height. The kid was crying and was shivering. “Hey, hey.. It’s alright, you’re safe.” Midoriya said, not touching the kid out of worry the kid didn’t want to be touched at the moment. The kid stayed silent, continuing to sob which made Midoriya and Todoroki feel pity for the poor kid. “Can I ask for your name?” Deku asked with a gentle voice, “...Y/N..” The child muttered softly, “Alright Y/N, do you know where you live?” The pro hero asked. Y/N shakes their head in response. “Alright, we should get you into something warmer, it’s cold today.” He stood up and looked at the kid with a smile.

Midoriya talked to Todoroki for a while and decided to bring the kid back to Todoroki’s agency and let the kid use some of the spare clothes that were donated by some sidekicks that didn’t need them anymore. After putting the kid into much warmer clothes, they tried their best to contact the child’s caretaker, Hiroshi. They managed to find the caretaker and talked to him to make sure it was the Hiroshi that Y/N talked about. After some time, they confirmed it was Hiroshi and let the caretaker go and see Y/N to better confirm it. The child was overjoyed to see their caretaker and ran up and hugged him tightly. The caretaker stood up, carrying the child in a bear hug. “Thank you.” Hiroshi thanked, the heroes said it was nothing and said their goodbyes.

Let’s just say, Y/N became a huge fan of Pro Hero Deku and Pro Hero Shoto.

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[who-fucking-knows-at-this-point]

Vigilante Dabi: Don't be mad

Vigilante Izuku: Are we doing this again?! Okay fine. Terrifying way to begin a conversation but continue.

Vigilante Dabi: I did a thing.

Vigilante Izuku: What thing!?

Vigilante Dabi: *pulling a de-aged toddler shigaraki from behind him*

Vigilante Izuku: That is a whole ass baby. Did you kidnap a baby?!

Vigilante Dabi: What? No this is shigaraki he got hit by a quirk.

Vigilante Izuku:This is somehow worse then Eri and the yakuza thing!

[evilkat23]

@bnhawhump I'm excited to show off my work for the whump bang! Along with my artist! @freedom-of-speech333

[firyfox]

hi sorry if you've been asked this b4 but what's your fav MHA headcanon? Or just a silly one u have?

(mine is that deku doesn't remember the river and katsuki is devastated when he finds out)

Dang that's actually one of my peetpeeve headcanons that people have adjsktv💀🤚🏼 Anyway one of my funny headcanons is that deku would absolutely have beef with Mitsuki for being mean to Kacchan 😤 also I'm not sure if he'd make that known or if he'd just silently seethe about it in a one sided beef while keeping up his nice goodboy personality around Mitsuki bc Kacchan said to not make a big deal of it - or when bk isn't looking dk glares at her from across the table whenever she makes some rude comment about Bakugo lmao

[gearbox-doll]

Omg I just realized. If DfO is true. That's where Izuku gets his possessiveness.