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taeggukxiie · 4 months ago
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I still can't understand how is it possible that that man is canonically unattractive like- are all mha characters blind???
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whateverthought · 3 months ago
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I think, the craziest thing to me, about how people genuinely believe you can't be a Quirkless Pro-Hero in MHA/BNHA, is that having a Quirk doesn't mean you're invulnerable?
Eraserhead's Quirk only allows him to stop other people's powers, but the fighting? Thats him. The giant jump he does over the stairs? The way he throws people around with his capture weapon?
Endeavor makes hot flames, how did that help when Hood the Nomu bit through his arm? We see that his skin cuts like everyone else's, he gets his scar right before that. Hawks stabbing him in the back to make him go faster? Embedded enough to give him speed but not enough to pierce right through him? He goes toe to toe with the Nomu in the Stain Arc, that's all normal strength!
Stain's Paralysis doesn't make him faster, how was he dodging Iida's speed? How were his reflexes so good he moved past AfO Izuku's strikes?
Mandalay's telepathy, how did that help her agility? Sir Nighteye's Foresight, did it make him strong enough to throw those weights? Did Mirio's Permeation make him stronger even when he lost it and was still beating Overhaul's face in? Rock Lock's stop-motion? Ragdoll's Search?
How did Thirteen's Quirk help when almost murdered? Shouldn't she, as someone with a very strong ability just be faster? Bakugo's Explosion did jack when his heart exploded, right? Why wasn't his body just sturdier? Or do they have normal bodies, like a Quirkless person would have?
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dekusleftsock · 1 year ago
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Y’all reading the newest chapter scans is like whiplash
I forgot how unhinged he can be, and tbh how much more unhinged he’s currently being.
Anyway Izuku is my favorite character so, sorry y’all, I know everyone is excited about Katsuki
However. Everyone else can talk about Katsuki. I live on my scraps.
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Love how Shigaraki tries to get a dig at Izuku about Katsuki like how Monoma did when he unlocked blackwhip, so his immediate reaction is diverge diverge diverge.
Talk about repressed but this is a whole new level.
And his eye bags, they just make him look so exhausted.
I said this before but the chapter after Katsuki woke up Izuku looked relieved to me yes, but also… very scared. Very afraid of Katsuki’s well being.
Especially since, if we compare what Katsuki is doing now (using the pain as an extension of his quirk), you could EASILY COMPARE to when Izuku unlocked danger sense with shigaraki. How concerned and afraid Katsuki was in those chapters.
The thing is though, Katsuki was honest. He was honest that Izuku shouldn’t be doing this on his own, he’s being honest now—“I’m Kacchan of the Bakugou’s!”
He knows how he’s feeling and he’s letting himself feel it.
Somehow, Izuku still isn’t.
Hell, when afo ignores Katsuki, what he does is laugh about how much pain he’s in, but that it’s the key.
Let’s compare how Katsuki is using pain to how Izuku is using pain with danger sense. Let us not forget, danger sense is a physically taxing quirk, much like the rest of ofa. It causes a migraine when in any immediate danger.
Idk about y’all, but I get migraines so bad sometimes I vomit from the buildup of pressure. I can’t focus on anything. I just cant really imagine Izuku using danger sense that well in a fight… yet he does.
And, what exactly is danger sense for? To get out of danger? Maybe to avoid the danger? Ofa is an extension of Izuku’s inner turmoil, every single quirk exhibits this, and it would make so. Much. Sense. For danger sense to mimic his avoidance of emotions and vulnerability.
Katsuki’s quirk as it is now uses pain in a very odd way to me—he doesn’t try to use it to exit himself from the danger or pain, but actively searches for it. The pain is the key.
Danger sense is also a relatively self serving quirk, only really useable for himself. And for him to reference danger sense of all his quirks rn, it would make sense since…
Izuku has been self serving and avoidant since before even this fight. Hell, before even the war arc. Maybe this has gone on his entire life.
I want to hit him so bad for this y’all don’t GET IT.
And, just so we all know, he did this in 348 too. When confronted with emotional conversations, his first thought will always be “but how’s the fastest way I can win this fight?”
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MY PROOF YALL IM SO DONE WITH THIS DUDE
“You see I have never once thought about hurting the people I care about like that!” Okay maybe be less boring
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HM I WONDER WHY
THATS SO CRAZY DEKU
YOU TELL ME
WHY IS THE GIRL WHO YOU REJECTED AND THEN SAID THAT HER WAY OF LOVING IS SOMETHING YOU COULD NEVER DO TO OTHER PEOPLE (ALSO IMPLYING JUDGEMENT IN THIS STATEMENT), SAD RIGHT NOW?
LETS USE SOME COMMON SENSE PLEASE
I’m hyped for when Izuku is forced to be honest y’all don’t understand. It’s gonna be an angst fest and it’s gonna be romantic and I literally can’t see it not heading down the “explicitly canonical” path.
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mai-hatsume · 1 month ago
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spoilers for the new extra thing
ARE BKDKERS ALLERGIC TO FUN AND HAPPINESS?!?!?!???? the maybe fake extra stuff came out and whatever idrc ab bkdk being canon did we ever expect it??? it would be such a stupid move from horikoshi imo
anyways I was expecting the bkdkers to be like my eyes are closed im going to take the scenes from the extra and make it bkdk orrr I'm going to pretend this never happened and continue the regular bkdk content but ive genuinely never seen such heart breaking shit B4 I saw 2 animatics that literally broke my heart ab katsuki being rejected oh my god
it's just hurt no comfort coz why am I crying and why have I genuinely seen angst on angst on angst ab this and 1 post that was a happy bkdk one relating to the extra
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pumpk11nn · 22 days ago
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I HAD A HUNCH..AND I WAS RIGHT LIKE WTF
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mayonesavegana · 10 months ago
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Today I discovered through my favorite characters that my type is smart people, nerds, sunshine idiots, women who could destroy me and boys who could be Spider-Man.
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tekitothemagpie · 4 months ago
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It's over :')
Look at my beautiful baby, I'll miss him.
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myanimesideblog · 1 year ago
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Sleep deprived hot take of the night: Maki from jjk is Izuku Midoriya from a quirkless!Izuku au
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finemeal · 9 months ago
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BKDK Prompt #1
When Bakugou asked Deku to dinner, he thought it was just part of their friendship healing. The flower’s were a sweet touch, and the candle was typically for dates but he didn’t question it.
Deku probably should’ve caught onto something being odd when Bakugou started holding his hand, sweating nervously. Bur surely it was just Deku’s crush interpreting the situation weirdly, right?
Bakugou kissing him was also just platonic. He’s seen his other friends kiss platonically. Hell, his own friends have kissed him before! Usually on the cheek, but surely this was the same?
And becoming hero partners along with moving in together was just sensible! It was also cheaper to rent a one-bedroom versus a two-bedroom apartment.
Maybe Bakugou proposing after taking him on a day trip filled with all his favorite things should’ve clued him in. But he figured this was just Bakugou being logical. After all, married couples got a lot more benefits than single people. And after Bakugou scared Deku when he got injured, but Deku was unable to make any medical decisions for him, this must’ve been the easiest fix.
Adopting children with Bakugou felt like the next logical step. After all, since they were married this was the only way to have kids. Bakugou and Deku have always wanted kids, and friends have raised kids together before!
What Deku’s getting at, it’s not fully his fault for not noticing he and Bakugou were romantically involved! Bakugou never asked Deku to be his boyfriend!
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blackwing3w · 15 days ago
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City night
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delawaredetroit · 1 year ago
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I like this early set up for parallels between Iida and Uraraka, who want to be heroes in their own right and not stuck in Izuku’s shadow. It’s too bad that there wasn’t much done with this after this arc. What’s also unfortunate is that Izuku has no idea that either of them see him this way. He just sees that they are rejecting him for reasons he doesn’t understand. (There was so much unrealized potential for interpersonal conflict for these three here)
Unfortunately, Uraraka’s timing was bad. Iida’s moment to challenge Izuku involved teaming up with arguably the strongest person in the class. Uraraka chose to respond to Iida by refusing Izuku’s help right before having to fight the other strongest guy in class in a one on one matchup.
While her motives were understandable, this was not a smart decision on her part. For a character supposedly in this for the money, Uraraka is pretty straight-laced
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izufeels · 5 months ago
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another question to ponder— izuku’s major?
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theetwinkleboy · 1 year ago
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aizawa: who threw the first punch
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'a' punch.....okay deku
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sadbigemini · 10 months ago
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Another MHA fic prompt, coming to you.
Marvel, MCU/MHA Crossover - Reincarnation
Inspired by: Oracle {by} Miss Anne Thropy (Rahndom).
Agent Phil Coulson who was alive when quirks appeared in 2014 is reincarnated as Midoriya Izuku.
After a life threatening situation Midoriya started remembering things of another life. Gaining memories and skills from it all until the two are completely aligned.
(Avengers and the New York Battle would have happened in 2014 instead of 2012.)
You could add S.H.I.E.L.D and Marvel's heroes to the wars that happened when quirks appeared.
I think with Coulson-like thoughts that Mido would lose some admiration for All Might.
Y'know, not getting him medical attention, leaving him on a rooftop and crushing his dreams, telling him a national security level secret that could put him in danger, and etc.
Coulson would not put up with that shit from what I remember lol. His Coulson thoughts would be like, ‘Cap is cooler anyways’.
Shinsou could be like his Melinda May and Aizawa is his Nick Fury lmao.
Who would be Mido's Skye/Daisy tho?
Anyway those two don't have to be reincarnated but the similarities! I think he'd be like, ‘they remind me of so and so’ and be all bittersweet.
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livin-life675 · 2 years ago
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Light The Match, Watch It Burn
Everything was prepared. All files sent, all confessions recorded. His belonging have already been shipped and he had received confirmation that the house was set up, all of his specifications set up and even a set of chocolates thoughtfully put out along with a nice bottle of sake, even though he was much to underaged to even think about touching it. All that was left to do was light the match and watch the ensuing chaos. It would be a spectacle.
It would be the last actions of Izuku Midoriya after all.
Looking out of the window, you wouldn’t guess that this was the day that sent Japans society crashing around the citizens mulling around. You would see the bright sun and comment on how it was going to be, even as the last of the fog was burned away. Maybe you’d be one of the citizens on your way to work and pondering what to have for dinner that night and if you should stop for groceries or just order out. You certainly wouldn’t look at the green haired middle schooler, now almost high schooler, and think he was about to completely rework the corrupt system that had been in place for decades. No, the most you would think is that he’s going to be late to school and really, what is his mother feeding him, he’s skin and bones. You certainly wouldn’t anticipate seeing him on the evening news that night.
But the newly implemented Midoriya laws would make it so you would never forget again. And you may not remember seeing him on the streets, but his childish face, a picture from his middle school days, with bruises and cuts peaking over the collar of his gakuran would stand out starkly, when it hangs in most building pertaining to law. When showed at least once a year on the anniversary of when Japan went to hell, his name starting off on the long list of children and others lost due to discrimination, bullying, and abuse. When the yearly documentary played across national television to show what happens when society fails and to never let it happen again.
But that isn’t this morning. There is no national remembrance days, there are no speeches from prime ministers, UA, the HPSC, or individual heroes. All that there is is the light of the spring morning. All that there are the citizens going to work like every other day. Only for the fact that that particular match hasn’t been lit yet.
Even so, the veridian eyed boy couldn’t have anticipated the sheer spread of his message, even with all of his calculations and analysis. After all, he’s still a fiften year old boy.
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Izuku closes his bedroom door for the last time, the only things remaining being the less pricy All Might merchandise, his school uniforms, bar one, and a small envelope containing a small amount of cash and a note resting on the top of a laptop. It was a weird feeling, closing his child bedroom and knowing he would never return, and knowing that by the end of the day, it would most likely be torn apart by the police and maybe a few select heroes, looking for clues. Only a few would know that nothing of true importance would be found. That the room was never where Izuku Midoriya lived, where he thrived. No, that belonged to a small workroom above a ramen shop downtown, rented out without the owners knowing the true use of the room.
The apartment was the exact same, everything placed where it belonged, not a speck of dust to be found. He always kept it that way, somehow still hoping vainly that Inko would see how well he took care of the place and somehow see something worthwhile in him. He knew by the bare fridge and cabinets that she hadn’t, because why would a waste of space need to eat? What good would it do to waste perfectly good food on someone like him? He was surprised that she hadn’t noticed the last time there was food in the house was months ago and it had been months before that that she gave him any money to buy some.
But he slipped on his shoes and picked up his bag knowing that at his new home, the fridge was already stocked, the cabinets bursting with food, and later that night expecting a massive feast to be delivered to the house.
After all, it wasn’t often that your deathday and birthday were rolled into one.
He wondered if anyone remembered. He had a guess that there was a vase of spiderlilies waiting on his desk at school, it was what was waiting for him last year and the year before that. It was too bad that they would never be received. They would’ve been cut for nothing.
Izuku wondered if Bakugou and the rest of his bullies would feel vindicated, after all, he was doing exactly what they suggested, taking a swan dive off the roof. Well, not actually, but it would certainly look like it. Making his way into and then up the steps of a building to the room, he vaguely wondered how many of them would be charged and found guilty. He found he really didn’t care.
Opening the roof access door, he smiled at seeing the waiting man.
“Jin, thank you for coming. I know this job isn’t exactly typical for you,” Izuku finds himself saying, feeling confidence he didn’t know he had.
“Izuku-sama, you’re actually here. And you’re right, I’ve never made a clone this detailed before, didn’t even think about replicating internal systems,” Jin responds, voice slightly muffled through his mask.
“But you did it, right? I know its going to end up mostly squashed, but there’s a reason I sent those photos and notes. And anyway, Izuku is fine, no need for honorifics,” Izuku responds, numbly walking over to the unzipped, oversized dufflebag.
“It matches down to the last millimeter. And boss, honorifics stay. Although, you are sure you want to do this? You could maybe take it back, but its going to be a nightmare,” Jin asks, hefting the body out of the bag.
Seeing it splayed out on the roof was beyond unsettling for Izuku. It had his every scar, his every broken bone. The exact same skin tone, as well as eye and skin color. For all intent and purposes, it was Izuku Midoriya, beyond the fact that it had no actual working body systems as well as consciousness.
“Izuku Midoriya dies today, that isn’t changing, not now. It is beyond too late,” Izuku can’t help but reach up and touch his altered face, changed for a few hundred thousand yen in a backalley. With allowing for his naturally white hair to grow out, no one would know that he was once Izuku Midoriya.
“Alright, but why this place? There are much easier and more obvious places,” Jin asks, his voice remarkably clear. It seemed as if the therapist and antipsychotic medication Izuku had gotten him were helping.
“I’d call it for sentimentalities sake. This is where I nearly died for real. Lets just say when a certain someone finds out I chose this roof, and why, it’s going to be its own kind of revenge,” Izuku remarks, thinking back bitterly on the words All Might had shared.
“Alright, if you’re ready, we should probably get this over with, two people and a body on a roof is going to attract attention,” Jin says, already hefting the clone.
“You’re right,” Izuku says, reaching down for its legs.
Once again, he couldn’t help but think how much his future therapist will be making off of him, because no sane person hefts a copy of himself over the side of a building. And certainly not while both smiling manically and with tears streaming down his face as he watches the body fall, something between a sob and a laugh bursting out of his chest when he sees it pancake into a smear of red on the pavement below.
“So, whatever did you decide on for a name, boss?” Jin asks, scratching his head as the screams of the bystanders reaches their ears.
“Mikumo, Akatani Mikumo,”
“That’s a great name, but we should probably scram,” Jin notes, eyeing the access door.
“Probably,”
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Three days later, Izuku watched the world metaphorically burn, the light of the tv casting shadows in the dark room. The two men beside him, watched as well, although they were more focused on the boy, one looking on in interest and the other following his master's lead.
“Mikumo, this is truly impressive,” The much older by centuries man comments, eyeing the pile of energy drink cans, somewhat concerned for the young boy.
“All I ever did was drag the truth out into the light. I hope I can take this as a conclusion to our deal? Both hero society and All Might are destroyed, and without a single death, beyond the present company of course,” Mikumo asks, and the older man can’t help but chuckle darkly.
“Yes, I can say that this concludes our deal. Oboro Shirakumo will be returned in whole and I will disappear without a fuss and without an attempt to return. However, I would like to add something to the deal, if I may see your hand?” The wheelchair-bound man asks and can’t help but chuckle at the distrusting gaze he receives.
“Nothing unsavory, of course. What you’ve accomplished is more than I could have imagined. I simply wish to give you a small gift in return,” The man says and Izuku can’t help the small smile on his face.
“Alright,” He says, holding his hand out.
“You won’t refuse? To have to live quirkless and then just receive a quirk?” The wheelchair-bound man asks and Izuku shrugs.
“I don’t really care, thats how all of this came about. I really didn’t care anymore. Maybe a year ago I would be offended at you thinking a quirk would ‘fix me’ but that isn’t what this is, is it? I know I can accomplish what I want without a quirk, I’ve seen what I can do, so all you giving me one of your quirks is, is showing your appreciation, which I can’t really find it in me to hate. So yeah, I’ll accept, and gladly,” Izuku finishes, shrugging.
It was true, if he thought for one moment the man was giving him a quirk because he thought he was useless without one, he might have turned him into his next project. But that wasn’t the reason. He was acknowledging what he had done already without a quirk, so it was more validating than any sort of an insult.
“You know, I made this deal to entertain myself, but I am truly impressed with what you have done. You have not only exposed the faults of society but helped expose my own. And that is no easy task. You took my reasoning, my entire ideology, and broke it down, ruthlessly. I can truly say I would never want to be your opponent,” A quick brush against his knuckles finished his speech, and Izuku felt something fundamental shift within himself.
“Even if you did not see this as the outcome, I’m glad we were able to work together, All for One. Although, you’ve seen what I can do to society, if you even think of going back on your side of the deal…” Izuku trails off, letting the threat hang.
“Of course. Oboro Shirakumo will be returned before the end of the day, and you as well as the rest of the world will not hear from me or my followers again. One quick thing before we go, I truly look forward to what you will accomplish in life, Akatani Mikumo,”
With that, Kurogiri warps them out of the room, leaving the boy alone. Izuku promptly deflates, the build-up adrenaline crashing. While able to put a somewhat brave facade up in the presence of the two men, he was severely unnerved. When he had originally decided what to do, All for One was completely unknown to him. He had no clue someone liked him existed. And yet, as he went on his mini warpath, they came across each other. If it had come to complete conflict, Izuku would have been torn to shreds, obliterated off the map before he was truely noted down.
Somehow, sleep deprivation and an unholy amount of caffeine had brought a confidence, as well as a plan, to him. Instead of arguing and fighting, he would accept the man known as All for One. Of course, not until Izuku made him realize his displaced anger. All he could think coming out of making his deal was to thank his past self for deciding to take that phycology class, and actually take in the information. But for all his bluster, if All for One decided to renege on the deal, there wasn’t a damn thing Izuku could do about it.
Deciding to melt back into his chair, he takes out the leftovers of his death day feast, wondering what exactly he was thinking when he ordered half of the restaurant menu. At least he could freeze most of the leftovers, and eat the ones that wouldn’t freeze well.
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Hours later, Izuku can say with all honesty he did not expect his phone to ring, why would he, only a few select people would have that number, and he specifically told all of them that he didn’t want to be contacted for a few weeks, minimum.
But he also knew that those who did have his number wouldn’t be calling unless there was an actual emergency. That doesn’t mean he actually speaks when he answers, letting the static fill the air around him.
“Hello? This is Akitani Mikumo, is it not?” A small, high-pitched voice rings out, causing Izuku to huff, annoyance radiating out of him in waves.
“Principal Nezu, I was wondering how long until something like this happened. What do you want with me? And if you ask me to turn myself in, the obvious answer is no,” Izuku stands, starting to pace the luxuriously sized room.
“Now why would I waste a mind like yours on prison? No, Akatani-san, I would like to extend an invite for you to visit UA, it is after all practically the only institution you left untouched,” Nezu speaks over the phone and Izuku pauses.
“And what, you want to know why? I would think you would know yourself. You hire good people, follow through on the antibullying and anti-discrimination policies, and have a stellar record of graduates, barring a few from years past. The only thing I could fault you on was the fact that All Might would have become a teacher, although I know you fought tooth and nail against that and were strong-armed into his hire. While I’m sure you have your own shortcomings, both as an individual and as a school, it isn’t a level that would warrant my…attention,” Izuku finishes, voice turning hesitant.
He knew how smart, and ruthless, Nezu was, and would really not like to play with that particular fire. Although if there was an actual problem, he would.
“You misunderstand the purpose of my call. I would like to reach out with an offer of employment. You have worked on behalf of Izuku Midoriya to truly rip apart society, ruthlessly, and yet with justice. You have not just ripped everything apart, but also have shown a path back to a brighter future. I can particularly point to the case of Bakugou Katsuki. While he will be punished, he will be granted the opportunity to change and evolve as a person. That is a rare quality I do not see often. Besides that, you have a mind like no other that I have met, some of your plans and action are similar to what I would do,” Nezu continues, causing Izuku to freeze.
This…wasn’t exactly what he was anticipating the call to be. In fact, within moments of the phone call becoming traceable, he anticipated vengeful heroes to come breaking down his door. In actuality, he was left panicking, so Izuku did what he did best while panicking, he turned to sass.
“So what, I’ll become a janitor?” Izuku asks, flopping back into his chair, and retrieving the pack of gummy worms hidden in the cushion.
“I was thinking more along the lines of vice principal, but if you would like to become a janitor, who am I to stop you?” Nezu sasses back and Izuku can’t help but smile.
“While I appreciate the offer, I just lost a close friend, as you know. It’s sort of why everything happened. But maybe in the future,” Izuku finds himself saying, playing with a stray gummy worm.
“Very well, I look forward to that meeting one day,”
“I can’t say that I do, but it will certainly be interesting,” Izuku responds and hangs up before Nezu can say anything else on that subject or any other.
The day Izuku meets Nezu is the day that world domination is achieved. Izuku would rather keep the world where it was, at least for the moment. That's not to say he has at least seventeen different ways to take over the world.
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At UA, Nezu slowly hangs up the phone, drawing out the torture of Aizawa Shouta. He says nothing for a moment, electing to take slow, measured sips of his tea.
“Well? What was Akatani like? Will you be enacting your plans?” Aizawa asks, already having experience with the wrath of the rat.
“No, I will not. But you might be interested in one thing,” Nezu lets it hang there, temping Aizawa into the murder of his boss.
“And that would be?” Even though Aizawa’s voice is deadpan, it is clear he is frustrated with the chimera's antics.
“Izuku Midoriya is not as dead as everyone believes,”
“So Akatani faked his death and hid him? I can’t blame him,” Aizawa huffs and Nezu cackles.
“Not so simple,”
It took Aizawa a moment to process the rat's words, and when it finally sunk in, the only thing he could bring himself to do is mutter a quiet, “Fuck” and flees from the office.
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A month later, and Akatani Mikumo was looking up at UA, something between terror and excitement coursing through him. Although, it would never compare to the emotions that Aizawa was desperately attempting to hide behind his capture weapon.
“I don’t think I’ve ever seen you look at prospective students like that,” Aizawa can’t help but jerk in surprise at his husbands voice.
“Zashi,” Aizawa says, voice heavy with misery, and once he’s close enough, Aizawa thunks his head onto Hizashi’s shoulders.
“What's up, baby? You look like you did back in high school, coming back from one of Nezu’s lessons,” Hizashi asks, carefully scratching Shouta’s scalp, mindful of its sensitivity.
“What would you think about me retiring early?” Shouta asks, somewhat relaxing into his husband's arms.
“I’d call your bluff. Seriously though, what happened?”
“There’s another Nezu, only he may actually be worse,” Shouta says, lazily pointing down at the now floating boy, caught no doubt by the brown-haired girl frantically waving around her arms.
“Another Nezu? And worse? I didn’t think that was possible,” Hizashi tries to joke and Aizawa groans.
“Try faking their own death and using it to systematically rearrange the social, political, judicial, and hero systems. Not to mention actually putting the plans into motion. While I am confident that Nezu had such plans, he never actually acted on them,” Shouta deadpans.
“Wha-Izuku Midoriya is down there?!” Hizashi quickly abandons his husband to fling himself at the window, face plastered to the glass in an attempt to spot the declared dead boy.
“No, Akatani Mikumo is down there. Izuku Midoriya has been declared dead and his cremated body is awaiting to be interned in a new national monument. No, Akatani Mikumo, the fifteen-year-old boy who was responsible for his death and the subsequent changes to society is down there. And he is currently on his way to take the heroics exam for the school run by Nezu!” Shouta stresses and it finally dawns on Hizashi.
“Oh, shit,”
“So, retirement?”
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katsuollie · 2 years ago
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he looks like he’s on something
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