#rp; my road to being the number one hero ! ( main verse )
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Izuku had been standing in the kitchen trying to decide which one of his mother’s precooked frozen meals he was going to heat up for himself. He had seen someone come into the kitchen out of the corner of his eye, but he honestly wasn’t paying that much attention. People could use the kitchen all they wanted and with as many people in his class that there were, it was likely gonna happen. And it wasn’t even a secret that he couldn’t cook for himself. No one wanted him to cook anyways. Plus the microwave was the only thing he was allowed to use. After he had melted one of the pots, he wasn’t sure how he had done that either, but no one let him use the stove anymore either. 
He had just decided on a simple hamburger mashup meal his mother had done up for him when he felt someone close behind him. He was about to give a greeting when he felt teeth on his shoulder. He blinked down at the head of blonde hair, locking eyes with the laughing golden eyes of his electric powered classmate. 
“Um... Kaminari? Did you... Did you just bite me?”
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@hearing-hero-jirou ↳ continued from ⨯
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Izuku laughed as the girl's arms wrapped around his head, the jacks feeling a little strange but he didn't focus on that. He just focused on the task at hand, getting Jirou over to the rest of the group, because for some reason just asking her to join them hadn't been enough for anyone. He wanted to roll his eyes at his classmates but he was always happy to help.
"I'm sorry, but Yaoyorozu wants you to join our little impromptu study session and sent me to get you..." He gave her a grin before gently setting her back down on the ground and rubbing the back of his head. "Also you sort of looked about ready to fall... and that would have been embarrassing... right?"
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"It wasn't! At least not in my opinion." Toshinori grinned, rummaging around in his bag for a moment before pulling out a hand knitted sweater in a soft muted green with a white rabbit silhouette on the front. It...wasn't perfect. But he seemed proud.
Izuku watched as the older man pulled the sweater out of his bag. His eyes going wide when he took in the appearance. It was handmade. Or looked like it was. From the way All Might was beaming at him, he could have placed money on it being hand made by the man himself. He reached out with shaking hands to take it and whimpered slightly at how soft it was. Oh he was going to be very careful with this. 
“All Might I... did you make this?” He looked up at the man, his eyes filling with happy tears. 
                                    { @myspiritremains }
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Happy Birthday All Might
The young boy panted as he raced through the streets. He had gotten permission to leave campus the night prior to spending the night back home, and for a good reason. His mother had helped him put together a cake and gift for the man who had the biggest hand in making him who he was today. As he raced through the streets and dodged the people, he kept the cake case held gently in his hands. Nothing would happen to it on his watch. Not after all the pain it took too put it together. It was his mother's own recipe, a super sweet and soft chocolate cake with a light fluffy marshmallow frosting. It was decorated in red and blue lettering and sprinkled with sprinkles. It looked so amazing and Izuku couldn't wait to present it to his hero.
In his bag was a gift-wrapped to perfection by Inko Midoriya herself. He hadn't known what to even get for the man before his mother had shown him the picture she'd captured of the two of them. Izuku had been amazed and floored by it and helped his mom decorate the frame for the photo. He just hoped it was good enough.
"Please move..." He shouted at a few students who were milling about as he raced up the steps and into the building. "Sorry... Thank you." A few laughed and some waved at him as he ran down the halls to the teacher's area.
"Please tell me All Might's here... I have something for him..."
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[ TEXT: 💥 ~kacchan~ 💥 ] DUCGWBSKXHDHD
[ TEXT: 💥 ~kacchan~ 💥 ] THAT IS WHAT IS ABOUT TO HAPPEN IF YOU DONT COME HELP ME
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[ text ]: Does today require people clothes or can I just wear my pyjamas?
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[ text: sero ] well we do have class... [ text: sero ] I don’t think Aizawa-sensei would appreciate us wearing pajamas for training. [ text: sero ] but I’m totally game for testing it out... [ text: sero ] I can never tie this damn tie right anyways.
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@mindlesspurplegay ↳ continued from ⨯
He hadn't really noticed it at first. He should have, but he hadn't. He hated that he'd missed every single sign leading up to this. Hated that he hadn't put a stop to all of it before. How had he been so blind to miss all of this? Shinsou had been known to avoid him, it was why he'd had to track him down after the Sports Festival, so how had he missed the teen avoiding him this time? He couldn't even wrap his head around it. It was so frustrating.
They had been doing so good too. And then, suddenly, he'd found himself training alone and just being without the purple haired teen. He'd thought they had become friends but... what had changed? Something had and he couldn't put his finger on it. He just knew that something was wrong and he was about to get to the bottom of it. Especially when his own class started asking where Shinsou had gone too. Most of them hadn't cared about Izuku spending so much time with the other teen. Especially since it seemed to make Izuku happy. And it did. He had never had a friendship like the one he had with Shinsou. Actually, he'd never had anything that he'd considered a real friendship until recently.
When he finally found the other teen, he felt the anger and frustration bubble up inside him until it burst out. He grabbed a hold of Shinsou's shirt and lifted him up off his feet, slamming him back against the wall.
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"What the hell are you doing? What did I do this time huh? Was my friendship that much of a problem that you just... just decided I wasn't worth it anymore?" He felt the tears stinging in his eyes but he ignored them, his hand tightening in Shinsou's shirt.
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“Hello there sir, I couldn’t help but notice you were looking around. Do you happen to be lost?” Izuku smiled up at the white haired man. He’d been on his way back to the dorms when he’d noticed the man looking around. He didn’t seem to be lost per say, but having someone just standing in the center of UA was weird and Izuku didn’t want anything bad to happen so soon after they had gotten into the dorms.
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“Okay okay... I don’t think I can keep up. Are you happy now?” He collapsed back on the grass, closing his eyes and gasping, trying to catch his breath. His shirt was steaming slightly from Bakugou’s attacks, but he was mostly unhurt. Other than being completely out of breath from having to dodge so much. “Maybe wearing the weights on my legs as I dodged your attacks wasn’t such a good idea...” He hissed as he slowly got up, rubbing at his ankles and unattaching said weights. Bruises already starting to form.
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@energysaverhero ↳ continued from ⨯
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He watches his teacher with blurry eyes as he continued to lean against the door frame. He hadn't even been sure who's room he'd ended up going to but he was glad it'd been Mr. Aizawa. If it had been one of his classmates he was sure they would have just made things worse. But Mr. Aizawa was a pro and was used to these sorts of things.
When he was told to sit down, he did. The world spun and he felt sick but he leaned his head down to try to help stop the nausea. He was already bleeding all over the floor, he didn't want to add bile to the mess.
"I think I hit my head on the way here..." He could still talk and could still hear okay, so the blood loss wasn't as bad as he thought. Or maybe he was just past the normal fuzzy stage? He wasn't sure. He just hoped he didn't cause his teacher too much trouble. Maybe he should have tried to find Iida instead.
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He stared at the older man with his fist balled at his side. He hadn’t seen him since that day. The one where everything changed. His glare intensified as he continued to stare. 
“What do you want this time, Tomura? Haven’t you and your little gang done enough?” 
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@hearing-hero-jirou ↳ continued from ⨯
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He'd been up in his room when the rain had first started. At first it just seemed like a small rain storm, so he plugged in some headphones and turned up his music. Drowning out the sound of the rain and calming his racing heart. He focused back down on the book he was writing in, updating things he'd learned over the week about his classmates. It was a hobby he'd stuck with, and one that proved to be as calming as watching All Might videos.
A quick glance over to the window showed that the rain storm wasn't going to be going away any time soon. He gulped and quickly shut down his computer and shut his notebook, stashing it away and grabbing for the overly large fluffy blanket his mother had given him. He wrapped it around himself and took one more glance at the rain before running from the room, his door slamming behind him.
He made it down to the common room luckily without running into anyone who would ask too many questions. He knew a lot of his classmates were either training out in the storm or locked in their rooms by this point in the day. Some might be in the kitchen, arguing over what they would do for food, but he wasn't expecting to see Jirou sitting on the couch watching some show on the TV.
He moved over to the couch with his blanket cacoon still wrapped tightly around him and flopped down next to her. She'd probably give him a look but he was sure she wouldn't ask anything about the blanket. He was about to ask what they were watching when a very large boom shook the dorm. Izuku knew the noise he'd just made wasn't supposed to come from a teenage boy, but he didn't give a shit. He pulled the blanket around him tighter and whimpered.
Had that been a cry next to him? He blinked open his eyes, to the darkness of the room, and gasped softly. Jirou. It had been her that had cried out. Here he'd been thinking just of himself, but she... her quirk. He unwrapped the blanket and inched closer to her.
"Jirou... are you okay?" His voice was soft, though it did tremble slightly. He hated thunderstorms. He hated the dark. He hated all of this. But his classmate and friend could be in pain and that took priority.
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It was quiet throughout the dorm. Most of Class A had gone into the city or had decided to use the extra time for visiting family, but Izuku had no real drive to do either. He’d brushed off his friends to say he wanted to get in some extra study time and training, seeing as he had been so busy and didn’t want to fall behind. Iida had bought it and had gotten everyone else to follow suit. 
So Izuku had the whole building to himself, at least he had thought so. 
He hadn’t realized that Katsuki had remained behind while everyone else had wandered off. He should have realized but his mind was in so many other places, it wasn’t functioning on the normal level. But it was easy to avoid him for the most part. He hadn’t wanted to stay locked away in his room, but he had for the morning and finally ventured out to eat a quick lunch in the common area. It hadn’t been much, just a sandwich, but he figured he could eat it quick and then head out to walk around the campus. Just enjoy the solitude and try to get his mind back in order. 
Of course things didn’t work out like that for him and he stared at the other teen as he had entered the common room. He probably looked like a deer caught in headlights, with his sandwich stopping midway to his mouth. 
“Um... hey Kacchan... I thought you had went with Kirishima to the arcade...”
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“Are you fuckin' lost?” (late night wandering meme)
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“Um... well...” He couched as he looked up and down the path he had just walked, everything looks so different at night. He was sure this was the way to the pond they used to play at, but he’d never been there this late at night before. But of course he didn’t want to tell Kacchan this. He was already irritated to be dragged out there in the first place. But Izuku had wanted this to be just the two of them and a chance for them to maybe fix some of their friendship. He was off to a swell start. 
“Of course not! It’s this way!” He laughed nervously as he moved down the path again. He really hoped they stumbled upon the pond soon. He really didn’t want to be blown up tonight.
                  { @superrncva - Late Night - Accepting }
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Patrol was a little different when he was supposed to be waiting for Lemillion and Nighteye. They wanted him to walk a block by himself and then wait for them and he had done just that. But now he was just standing there looking weird. He was nervous and for a brief time his smile took on a nervous tick to it. That was of course until a few small children passed him and started to make happy noises at seeing a new hero. He’d been happy enough to drop down to their level and let them play with his hoods bunny ear attachments, while their mother took pictures. He even signed a piece of paper for them and their mother informed them that they would have to keep it safe because someday he was going to be a big hero and they might not get another chance. Deku thought this was a little much but continued to smile at the woman and her kids. 
When they left he had taken a deep breath, smiling widely and waving as the children stared back at him. He had to laugh at the crazy turn of events and was about to check in with Lemillion when he felt something pull at his hand. He looked down and nearly gasped at the adorable little purple haired boy staring up at him. He looked distressed and Deku looked around for anyone who might be missing a child. But he saw no one. This made him worry and he easily dropped down to his level and held out a hand with his palm up.
“Hey are you hurt? You shouldn’t be out here all alone like this... Did you lose your mom and dad?”
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He bounced on the balls of his feet as he waited outside the door to the class. The general studies wing was used to seeing him lurking about after classes. Normally he skipped out of the final minutes of his own hero course training so he could meet with his friend. He was sure that Shinsou got crap from his classmates but Izuku would handle that if someone ever said anything to him. He already settled things with his own class.
When the final bell sounded and the door opened, the teacher rolled their eyes at Izuku and bid him good day before heading towards the teachers lounge. Izuku stuck his head into the class and waved to the few who shouted out a hello to him and then his face split into a large grin as he spotted the purple haired teen.
"Hey Shinsou!! Hurry hurry... we don't want to be late!"
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