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Shigadeku soul mate au- on one wrist, you have the soulmate destined to be your enemy. On the other, your love. It's rare for a name to migrate from enemy to love.
Midoriya doesn’t talk about his marks.
It’s not that weird, Ochako thinks when it pops into her mind. A lot of people don’t. Having your soulmate and archenemy on your wrists is kind of private. More so when your archenemy more or less amounts to ‘that bitch down the street with her annoying dogs’ like her mom’s.
But… Ochako doesn’t know. She finds it odd sometimes how Midoriya acts when Todoroki openly displays his. Todoroki Enji is on his right, his enemy, and Shinsou Hitoshi is on his left, his soulmate. It caused a huge fuss in the media when it became clear, and it got out how awful Endeavour was to his own family.
It’s odd when Midoriya looks worriedly at Iida’s to. His has some English name for his lover and an Akihito Chizome for his enemy. It’s odd when Midoriya notices hers (a girl named Haruno Sakura who is on her left and who Ochako has met. She has a reincarnation Quirk and changed her name recently. She’s so cool. And a Toga Himiko on her right for her enemy.) and gets quiet.
It’s so strange that one day Ochako has to ask.
“Midoriya, why do you get quiet about soulmates?” She inquires. He pauses, eyes glancing to his wrists.
“Uraraka! That’s rude!” Iida scolds. “You don’t have to answer Midoriya.”
“No. I…” Midoriya hesitates. “My marks moved.”
Silence. Ochako feels her mouth drop open, eyes wide as she stared at Midoriya. Iida sputters, shaking his head.
Moving marks? That was… that was so rare! She only heard of it happening a century ago!
“What happened?” Ochako has to know. She feels bad but… how? How can your lover become your enemy?
“My… his name was Bakugou Katsuki. We grew up together. I’m a late bloomer, and a False Negative. When I didn’t get a Quirk at the same time he did he became��� cruel. Kids stuff at first but as we got older…” Midoriya moves the collar of his jacket to show an awful scar on his neck.
Ochako wants to puke. She covers her mouth as a sinking feeling echoes through her stomach while Iida stares with wide eyes.
“Shigaraki Tomura… he showed up when I was thirteen. I… I won’t tell you what he saw Bakugou doing to me. I don’t like thinking about it. But… I felt the marks move then. I saw them move on my wrists. Bakugou did to. He tried to attack Tomura. He knocked him out and got me to safety,” Midoriya gives a smile as tears begin to trickle down his face. “My mom blamed me. She loved Bakugou more than me. However Tomura’s dad has a good lawyer and I was put in custody of someone else. And Bakugou… I don’t know what happened to him. I don’t care to know.”
“Oh Midoriya,” Ochako says, reaching out to grab his hands. “I’m sorry.”
“Yeah. I just… I worry.” He whispers.
Ochako can’t blame him. Not after that.
#bnha#bnha au#soulmate Friday#Bakugou is dead#like deeeeeeead dead#DFO#not mentioned but yes#Shiggy isn’t a villain since his soulmate will tear apart hero society himself#DFO sits back to watch it burn#Izuku is raised by a rando
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Thace pls
Realistic: Survived, but barely, missing a lot of parts. Reconnects to the Blades and the Castle under a secret name, like Fulcrum in Star Wars.
Hilarious: Survives without a scratch, left strategic bombs to leave a massive Galran “fuck you” burned into the side of a ship as a message to Haggar.
Soul Crushing: Deeeeeeead, dead, dead, dead, but the body was intact enough that Haggar reanimates it with the intent of either using it as a spy puppet or just digging into his brain for more information on the Blades and how to fuck up their day.
Fuck Canon: He and Coran knew each other all along, though only by code names, because he’d been trying to integrate the Blades with the network of spies and resistance cells Coran was running.
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first of all: DING DONG THE WITCH IS DEAD! DING DONG THE WICKED WITCH IS DEEEEEEEAD!
second: Yall know I love my baby Erik, so reading him and Nakia like that just SENT ME! I JUST WANT TO HOLD HIM! ITS OKAY BABY BOY😭 I DONT WANT EITHER OF THEM TO BLAME EACH OTHER! IT WAS NO ONES FAULT DAMMIT
OKAY AND WHO IS THIS DAUGHTER HE SPEAKS OF?!?! WHO IS HIS BABY MAMA? I NEED ANSWERS AMBY!
its me im the baby mama surprise!
lastly: The wedding was absolutely beautiful. I definitely teared up a bit. THEY HAVE COME SO FAR AND ITS JUST SO BEAUTIFUL TO SEE TRUE LOVE YA KNOW?!
THEY’RE HAVING A BABYYYYY! AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!! HOW SHE TOLD T WAS SO FREAKING CUTE OMG! THEY ARE SUCH A BEAUTIFUL LITTLE FAMILY! UGH I CANT
I CANT WAIT FOR THE SEQUEL YOU TALENTED BITCH YOU!
ok im done yelling lmaoo but seriously this was such a good series! I loved it! I love you! I can’t wait to read more of this world!
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“Damnit!” Wiping the light sheen of sweat off her forehead, Nala quickly twisted the staff in her hand and lifted it in front of her face.
“Are you alright?” T’Challa questioned with pure concern. He stabbed his staff into the ground and started to approach her. “Na-“
However, the king’s eyes widened with surprise when her foot collided with his jaw in a perfectly executed move.
He grunted as he flexed his mouth. She packed a hell of a punch and kick. “I’ll take that as a yes.”
She said nothing, discarding her staff and opting for her body as her choice of weapon. If T’Challa hadn’t looked up, he would have been hit once again, but the king regained his sense of self-control and easily dodged her attempted kick.
Nala glared as he caught her ankle and proceeded to twist her leg, forcing her to flip and go for him with her leg. T’Challa backed away, forcing her to hit nothing but air as she released a growl in frustration.
T’Challa also discarded his staff and rolled his shoulders. Getting into position, he crouched slightly and smirked.
“Come on.”
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