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Singer Deku AU

Midoriya lives a double life as a quirkless person in Japan and a famous singer in the United States. It was only a matter of time till Bakugo got the performance of his life.

I’m super excited to finish writing this story! Midoriya is the singer Mitski❤️

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The Fatherless Pianist

Pianist! Deku (Contains MonoDeku and Hisashi Midoriya is dead)

Midoriya knew his dream was unrealistic. He knew that his brains alone wouldn’t assure a spot in UA. Still, it wasn’t impossible. He easily could have it all with a support system and a mentor. Yet, he was absolutely alone. He’d train his mind, pushing his mental and emotional awareness to it’s peak. He understood how the world worked and why people acted the way they do.

He found a peace in violence. He found a feeing of what it was like to be a hero through being bullied. He understood the fight or flight response, the adrenaline rush, the fear, and the impulse of immediately knowing what to do. He understood pain and remaining calm despite his depression, anxiety, and possible ADD issues.

Midoriya found contentment in a random store he saw on his way home through the quiet part of town. The doors were wide open as the sound of a grand piano rang through the bright streets. Midoriya found himself walking right into a beautiful music shop. A lovely woman, soft features with a look of passion, poured her whole body and soul into the chords and notes the piano possessed if touched just right.

Mesmerized, Midoriya stood in the doorway with his fists tightly gripping his book-bag straps. The woman felt his stare and quickly finished her piece and welcomed him.

“Hello! Welcome! How my I help you today?”

Midoriya immediately flushed red, waving his hands urgently. “Sorry! I just heard your playing and I came over here! I’m so sorry if I disrupted you or interrupted your peace! I just thought it was amazing and—!”

The woman let out a airy laugh, motioning for him to sit down. “Nonsense! I barely get any people to enter simply from my music. I’m more than happy to have someone who has a taste for piano.”

Midoriya wilted slightly, looking for the sheet music only to see there was none. “How’d you do that? Play without music?”

“My quirk! I call it Natural Touch! Basically, I’m a natural piano player. I can make a whole piece simply by moving my fingers to however I’m feeling!”

“Wow! Incredible!”

“Indeed it is. I have a feeling the fate brought you here. Now, sit. Let’s find your calling.”

———————————————————————

Two years passed and Midoriya was finally in his third year of junior high. Unfortunately the school year had just started and Midoriya was no where close to having his interaction with the sludge villain and All Might.

Midoriya was quick to clean his desk, wiping off the marker-written graffiti that was nothing more than unoriginal and overused insults with the new cleaner he purchased online. Tossing his bag over his shoulder, Midoriya rushed out of the school in a hurry. He had told the woman who he now called Sae-san he had finished his newest piece.

He had based the entire piece off of the overwhelming intoxication of needing to be perfect. It was like chasing after your dreams and seeing how far away it was but still rushing forward, wonderfully out of breath as you panted. It was almost as if you were running in a endless open field of beautiful flowers and lively green grass as the wind twirled and tugged at your hair. It was the struggle, the fight and pride bubbling in your stomach as you find a motivation inside your gut. It was a long and beautifully painfully journey. Short and swift moments that switched to tedious and serious clashes, the anxiety, and then the run. It was the home stretch where you admire the world around as you make it to the end.

Midoriya saw the beauty. He saw it all. Now he has put it into a beautiful piece to tell the story, to covey the emotions.

Running out the school doors, he failed to see his bullies waiting for him outside. For the group to see Midoriya run, it brought a smirk among their faces as they assumed he was trying to escape a beating. Midoriya was swift on his feet, somewhat similar to a beautiful fox. The group was surprised at his speed and agility. At some points they lost him and could only spot him when he was rushing through a long open area.

About three corners away from his destination, the bullies lost Midoriya. Frustrated, they settled on beating him up first thing the next time they saw him. Deciding that they could just hang out since they were all together, the group wandered around the area seeing all the small shops.

Soon, they arrived on the same block as the music shop, Midoriya’s location. Unaware of Midoriya’s presence, they mindlessly bought some snacks at a small convince store. As soon as they left the store, they sat down on a bench right outside the music store.

The bully with hideous long grey hair almost spat out his drink when he looked into the window only to see Midoriya. This, of course, caught the attention of Bakugo and the black haired douchebag. The other two looked just as surprised to see Midoriya.

Bakugo smirked as he went to get up. “Found you, worthless fucker!”

Holding Bakugo back by his arm, the black haired bully didn’t even spare a glance to the blond. “Hold up. Deku is fucking going to play the piano?”

“No fucking way,” snorted the grey haired idiot.

Bakugo lowered himself back onto the bench, a psychotic smile worn on his face. “Oh, this is gonna be pathetic!”

The two nodded in agreement watching. Suddenly a beautiful woman rushed over with a chair. Midoriya seemed surprised by her excitement, letting out a squeaking noise. The woman let out an airy laugh as he clapped.

Just like on the fateful day Midoriya met her, the windows were wide open along with the front door. The sun was shining bright as the sky was a beautiful shade of blue. Fluffy, lively clouds offered periodic moments of shade that came and went as they pleased.

Midoriya seemed to realize something as he shot up from where he was sitting and rushed behind the counter. The woman watched with a patient smile, unbothered. Midoriya returned holding a stack of papers.

The woman looked up at him in amazement. “Is... is this the sheet music?”

Midoriya eagerly nodded, handing the sheets to her. The woman was quickly to pull the pages apart and lay them out. He paused when she was dividing post-it notes. She gasped harshly as she stared at the nervous boy standing over her.

“Are these overlapping one another?”

Midoriya shyly nodded, motioning to the post-its. “Yes. Using a layering device, each of these chords will be overlapping and progressively being played over one another. After so many counts, the new layer will be able to be taken.”

The woman gasped, scooping up all the papers and cheering out in pure joy. “Genius! You’re amazing! Adding and removing layers to create a passionate and climaxing piece! The “building-up” style will be a moving one!”

Midoriya shook his head, waving his hands. “Well— yes! That was the whole goal but I wouldn’t call it genius! Besides, I wouldn’t ever be as amazing as you!”

“Having a quirk has absolutely nothing to do with talent and skill. You are a wonderful person and I’m grateful to have you be a part of my life. Now... play,” the woman nudged, resting a hand on Midoriya’s shoulder.

Midoriya nodded sitting down onto the bench. The woman looked at the papers before extending them out. “Do you need these?”

Midoriya offered a warm smile. “Nope. I actually printed them off just for you.”

The lady chuckled, holding them close. “Of course, I shouldn’t have expected any less of you than to memorize the piece by heart.”

Midoriya connected his device to piano and made sure it was working. After quickly changing a setting, Midoriya finally nodded and started the countdown. Nodding his head to the tempo he prepared his hands.

Taking a quick breath he started to play.

Simply tapping one note before randomly throwing in another for a while almost brought the bystanders to laughter. Midoriya picked up his hands as the notes continued the play while he quickly moved his fingers to add a layer. The process repeated, and repeated, and repeated.

The woman seemed just as stunned as his bullies. Their jaws hung low as Midoriya passionately played, eyes occasionally opening as he smiled. The wind picked up as the sun almost magically came out from the clouds, blinding everyone with Midoriya’s beauty and power.

The woman closed her eyes, body swaying to the music as he allowed herself to feel. She felt the struggles, the fear, the flight, and the childish excitement of his existence.

Midoriya suddenly cut off multiple layers with the single tap of his foot on an electronic pedal and was beginning to relayer all over again. It was a beautiful mess of emotion invoking chords and jumbles of notes.

The group of bullies hadn’t moved an inch, too entranced to do much of anything. They felt his music, his mind, his passion. It was oddly uplifting yet leaving them in a drowning feeling. The way Midoriya’s messy curly hair was picked up and tossed in the wind as his eyes were gently closed as his body pushed and occasionally ground forward with power. His head bowed and rolled to the music as every ounce of himself was the piece.

Finally he came to a stop before taking a deep breath and opening his eyes. Suddenly a present voice caught everyone off guard.

“Can I please take you out on a date?” a voice desperately asked.

Midoriya jumped, his whole body turning to see who had said such a thing to him even he already knew who. An average looking guy with short blond hair and blue eyes stood in the doorway with a smirk. He was wearing a stylish polo with some black ripped jeans. In his hand was a plastic bag.

Midoriya sighed, excusing himself from the shop owner. “Neito, why bother? I already told you—!”

“That I can’t like you because you’re quirkless. Unfortunately you can’t tell me who I can like. So I’m here to forcefully take you out on a date. First, I have some offerings.”

Midoriya couldn’t help but smile as he made his way over to Monoma. “What is it now?”

Monoma opened the bag and first pulled out a small object. “Hold out your hands.”

Midoriya raised a brow, hesitantly holding out his hands. Monoma quickly put the object in Midoriya’s hands only to reveal a beautiful crystal. Looking at it, Midoriya suddenly made the connection.

“Are you trying to woo me like penguins do?”

“Yes. Next.”

Midoriya waited patiently as Monoma carefully reached a hand into the plastic bag. Midoriya found himself growing nervous when Monoma started pulling his hand up, out of the bag. Holding a box he quickly got down on one knee and revealed a ring.

“Marry me!”

Midoriya stared at the boy blankly, watching the eager look in Monoma’s eyes as he looked as if he was about to shatter the box in his hand. Midoriya’s moment of shock passed and genuine embarrassment and joy rushed through him.

“Neito! We are 14! We can’t get married!”

Neito stood up, still holding the ring. “I don’t care! You’re a goddess and I’d be damned if I didn’t claim you!”

Midoriya couldn’t help but roll his head back as he was gasping for air. “Oh my god! You’re like a possessive puppy, that’s so cute!”

“Hey! It’s romantic and I won you over with the crystal!” Monoma declared as he took the ring out of the box.

The shop owner walked over with a large smile. “Consider it a promise ring if engagement ring doesn’t suit your fancy. Monoma, tell him the ring is a symbol of your love for him and your plans to marry him."

Midoriya gasped in betrayal, looking at the woman. “Nagisa! How could you!”

The woman, now known as Nagisa, laughed, “You need a boyfriend, girlfriend, anyone. Besides, I like this one, he’s a bit of a brat but isn’t scared to show his affection. You need someone like that.”

Midoriya crossed his arms, looking at Monoma stubbornly. “Well, I don’t know why you keep coming back. I’ve turned you down every time for the about the past half year. Why would you waste so much time on trying to win someone like me over?”

Bakugo was officially broken, his eyes wide as he was about to explode the soda tightly gripped in his hands. His lackeys on the other hand were trying to hide their guilt due to seeing the effect their actions have had on Midoriya. By hiding their guilt, it was more like stuffing their face with chips while watching the scene before them as if this was the best entertainment they’ve ever seen in years.

Honestly, it was unsettling for them all to see Midoriya be the one rejecting advances. They were especially surprised to see him openly say he was quirkless and Monoma ignore Midoriya’s explanations.

Monoma dramatically took Midoriya’s wrist and held the ring close to Midoriya’s face. “This ring is a symbol of my love for you and my plans to marry you. Whether or not you accept it, I want you to know that you are a dream. God, I couldn’t even imagine someone as perfect as you. Pretty, yet talented and dedicated. Shameless per say.”

Midoriya was breathless as the ring was slipped onto his finger. The words gently but sternly spoken to him seemed to sink deep. Midoriya felt relief wash over him as tears just started falling down his face. The two watching him sudden burst into tears freaked out, worried they upset him or went too far.

Midoriya laughed as he cried, ignoring the fact Monoma hadn’t been able to fully slip on the ring. “You idiot! Don’t talk like that.”

Monoma realized it was tears of... not a negative emotion and smirked. “Oh? But it’s true. I will marry you!”

Midoriya rolled his eyes, wiping his tears. “Alright. Then you’re willing to meet my parents then?”

Nagisa, who was now cackling, lowered herself to the ground. “Oh my god! This is why I love you Izuku!”

Monoma took a deep breath before standing in a “power pose”.

“Yes! I will do it! I will get their blessing.”

Midoriya nodded, walking to his book bag and digging inside it. Walking back over he held up a necklace with an odd shaped charm on it.

“Neito, meet my dad. Dad, meet Neito.”

Nagisa must have seen it coming as she started blasting disco music. Neito looked horrified while Midoriya smugly held up a necklace containing his fathers ashes.

Bakugo and the bullies felt their hearts stop as they’ve bullied someone who’s lost their father. To make it worse, they probably bullied him the day he found out his father died and throughout the course of him trying to cope with it.

Neito immediately panicked. “I’m so sorry! I didn’t know that—!”

Midoriya waved his hand, ignoring the apology. “Lighten up. It was last year and I never met the asshole. We just got permission to have him buried over here after being cremated so me and mom just took some ashes to keep.”

Nagisa walked back over, holding a water bottle. “Yeah, I remember you coming in one day with a disappointed face. All you ever said was “my dad died before I even got to meet him. He just died. I’m literally thirteen.”

Neito seemed to chipper up, a genuine smile on his face as he looked as the necklace Midoriya was holding. “Just wondering... why don’t you wear it? You have it on a necklace.”

Midoriya shrugged, putting it into his bookbag. “Well, my bullies would probably take it from me and destroy it. They don’t really consider what I posses, they just want to ruin it.”

“How? Why? You’re amazing! What is wrong with those assholes?” Neito gasped harshly, his hands gesturing to sculpt Midoriya’s body.

Midoriya shrugged, finally admiring the ring. “I don’t know. They’ve all just treated me that way after I came out quirkless. I just don’t carry anything important on with me anymore.”

“So you won’t be wearing my ring?” Neito frowned, looking at the ring.

Midoriya smiled, taking his necklace and adding ring to the chain. Clasping the back of the necklace, Midoriya cheerfully held it up to show Monoma.

“See! I’ll always have it. Although, I will probably wear it all the time outside of school,” Midoriya suggested his plan.

Monoma smugly put his hands on his hips, pleased. Midoriya got nervous at that look, preparing himself. Monoma lunged at Midoriya, swooping the boy up and hauling him up bridal style.

“Bye, Nagisa! Im taking my fiancé out on a date.”

Midoriya shouted, reaching out for Nagisa. “We aren’t engaged!”

“You didn’t refuse my date proposal,” Monoma proudly pointed out.

Midoriya deflated, allowing himself to be carried out the store by Monoma. Nagisa happily escorted the two out before quickly telling Midoriya to play the piece for her again later. Midoriya rolled his eyes, agreeing to it as he was taken out of the store.

Midoriya sighed, looking up at Monoma. “Could you set me down?”

Monoma stopped walking, looking at Midoriya, “As long as you let me hold your hand.”

Midoriya couldn’t help but smile, looking up at Monoma. “Deal.”

Once Midoriya was back on his feet, he took off his uniform shirt to reveal a slim-fit solid red bishop long-sleeve tee. It was tucked into his pants and matched his res shoes. Throwing the uniform top into his bag, he turned to smile at Monoma.

“I just had to get off that uniform top. I wish I had planned on going out, otherwise I would’ve brought a full change of clothes. Anyway, lead the way!” Midoriya turned to flash a warm smile at the boy he was now dating.

Monoma couldn’t help but stare at Midoriya momentarily, grateful for the boy he finally achieved winning over. Taking the boys hand, Monoma smirked.

“Alright, you better get prepared. I’m about to take you out on the best first date ever.”

Midoriya smugly raised a brow, slightly squeezing back Monoma’s hand before walking forward to signal it was time to move. “Well, I’m waiting.”

Midoriya officially had caught each of his bullies by surprised. In more ways than one. All three felt anger. The problem about that was that they weren’t sure who it was directed at. Either way, Midoriya scored a sexy boyfriend and the envy of his stubborn bullies that refused to accept his success.

I lay awake thinking of this comic far too often 😭💕

Let me care for you Comic (part one)

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When was I ever good enough for you?

Langst

(Sexual Inferences, manipulation, depression, suicidal thoughts, major character death, Lancelot, Klance)

It was silent in the castle and Lance is missing, and they had no lead on where Lotor had taken Lance nor what he was to do with him. They didn’t talk too much and none of them wanted to until they found Lance.

-meanwhile-

“Shit!”

The Blue Paladin was thrown onto the floor with no defenses other than his armor once again. Eventually hung left waiting to be questioned. Lotor thankfully chose to train Lance himself. No one tried to interfere with the ‘training’. Lotor rather took Lance to his room and put Lance on a collar and gave him beautiful golden chains and jewelry training him but it was all mental.

Manipulating his mind to feel intense hatred for Voltron and his place on the team. It was probably a week of torture till Lance finally let Lotor hold him and twirl his hair. Soon leading to long nights of warm baths and tending to wounds from physical training. Drowning in pits of water letting the burn slowly become craved sensations. Sleeping together became natural with tangled limbs on the covers and gold flakes everywhere.

The two had just gotten out of the shower from training, Lance throwing on a tight jumpsuit designed specifically for him to be an assistant during training. Lotor was sitting in his chair brushing out his long locks as Lance made his way over to braid his hair.

“Lotor guess what?”

“What Lance?”

“I can make things now!”

Lotor smiled as Lance sat on his lap hands linked around Lotor neck,” Look.”

Lance winked and a beautiful flower appeared in mid-air soon transforming into a flower crown placed on Lotor’s head.

-Meanwhile-

Team Voltron finally had tracked down a base with a lifeform matching Lance’s figure and Blue along with Red urged everyone he was there. The Blade good with stealth came along on the mission in case this was going to harder than it already seemed. Keith, Krolia, and Kolivan were sent. The 7 rushed in undetected Pidge tracking Lance’s location in the base. They passed and checked every room as they raced through the halls.

-Back with Lance and Lotor-

Lance got up gold dangling from his forehead and ears, his beautiful designs were gorgeous. Lotor got up from his seat lifting Lance holding him. Lance, who of course kissed the Prince holding him wrapped his legs around Lotor’s torso. Lotor supported Lance by holding his backside and twirled him around, singing the melody an old Altean tune.

“Bedtime.”

Lance quickly curled into Lotor as the lights dimmed. Within what seemed like a minute the ship alarms were set off.

Lotor immediately grabbed two weapons handing one to Lance, “Lay down if they come in we can catch them off guard.”

Laying down the gunshots rose along with the noises of grunting.

Within 3 minutes there was slamming on the door and with seconds the door was down. The Paladins walked in to see the two cuddling.

Lotor squeezed Lance's thigh alerting him to attack. Lance gets up holding his gun and shoots at Kolivan who takes the chest shot. Everyone froze.

“Lance, what the hell?”

“How do you know my name?!?”

That’s when everything spun. Krolia sent a bullet flying towards Lotor and a scream shocked everyone as the bullet froze along with everything else.

Another shot fired hitting Lance in the abdomen who didn’t even flinch yet Keith shouted.

“Lance!”

Rushing over he picked up Lance, “Hey look at me.”

“Keith?”

Keith smiled tears falling suddenly shocked when a hand came up and smacked him hard, “Get the hell out of here. Don’t be stupid. Now, please.”

The Paladins and Lotor were holding aim at one another and Lance pulled out his gun and shot everyone’s weapons out of their hands including Lotor.

Within seconds Lance flung his arms and sighed his gun right in his hand the backside of the gun resting on Lance’s forehead as he shook his head, “God fuck this stupid war! Like honestly what does ruling the world solve, no one is a slave and no one owes anyone anything. Lotor your parents fucked with shit they shouldn’t have which should’ve resulted in their death. And no the planet should’ve have been destroyed but it came down to it. Why can’t you find quintessence without killing?”

The room grew quiet again. Lance dropped his gun and gripping his wound while still holding his composure.

Everything happened in a flash, Pidge and Hunk teamed up Hunk grabbing Lance while Pidge shot Lotor and everyone else running. Lance screamed. Cried. Fought. The sound brought everyone to their own tears filling their eyes, and the atmosphere grew unbearably heavy. Lance refused to eat or speak, told to hate Voltron he was utterly bewildered finding out he was a Paladin.

Sitting in his observatory with a blanket wrapped around him he struggled to wrap his head around what had happened. How has Lotor wipes all memory of him being a Paladin?

Coran opened the door, “Hey my boy how are you feeling?”

“How am I feeling? I feel like shit. I’m recovering from being shot and almost dying while having to push through the fact I fell in love with a guy who got killed right in front of me. I gave him my first. And I’ve been manipulated for months and trained and brainwashed Coran. So you wanna know how am I fucking feeling?”

Coran quietly and quickly wrapped his arms around Lance holding him tight.

“I’m sorry we didn’t find you soon enough, you didn’t deserve any of this.”

Lance felt tears whelm up and he just sobbed holding Coran tightly the entire team hearing the conversation felt an overwhelming amount of shame and remorse for their teammate as well joining the hug all in a pile. The BOM isn’t happy with Lance but understands the circumstances of what occurred.

-Weeks Later-

I still am trying to bond with the team but it’s difficult. I miss Lotor every day but Keith seems ten times better. Caring and deep down a good guy with a hard past who I can relate to.

Shiro helped me as well.

I’ve bonded with Hunk already and we are close once more.

Pidge and I are iffy we will talk but we’re nowhere near as close friends. She killed my first real love.

Allura didn’t talk to me the first two days but eventually, she hugged me and we sat down talking about everything that I went through.

Coran and I are as close as can be and I constantly go to him for guidance.

I feel better but still, I don’t think I’ll ever recover from something like this. Maybe I’ll kill myself, I know that’s something apparently I wanted to do back on Earth.

So perfect! 😭💕

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Archer Lance

Everyone in the city was waiting for an update on Poison Frost (Villain Lance)

Hunk was really the only one who knew it was Lance but Pidge and Matt were catching on.

Hunk didn’t agree with Lance being a villain but was there to support Lance anyways. They were hanging out and Lance got a text.

“Gotta go Hunk!” Lance smiled grabbing his weapon.

Hunk chuckled, “Don’t kill yourself, Lance.”

Lance winked and shot a finger gun before jumping from his window turning Altean and dropping to the ground.

He pulled up a picture of he was sent of his target and scoffed when it was Lotor a very important person for some reason but a deadly Galra, of course, no one knew he was other than the people that worked for his and Lance chuckled as Lotor was in a car that was going through a parade celebrating, who knows what, the brats he pretended he cared about.

Lance got on top of a building and summoned a bow and arrow out of ice and aimed Lotor saw it a second too late and the shot went through his arm. Lance urgently summoned another arrow, aimed and shot Lotor again this time in the lower abdomen.

Lance groaned and aimed again shooting a person who was trying to block him from Lotor quickly in between the eyes.

Lance decided to take another fatal approach for one of his guards as he aimed and shot them in the neck and he fell dead Lance aimed before a person slammed open the door not intending to have Lance right beside it slamming him off the edge Lance shot the arrow right through Lotor’s head before falling off the railing but someone caught his hand. Lance felt blood drizzle down his face and muttered fuck.

“Keith?” Lance said forgetting he was in Poison Frost form.

Keith held him there ready to let go, “How do you know my name, you are Poison Frost.”

Sharpshooter smirked, “Gonna pull me up or what sweet-cheeks?”

Keith scoffed, “Sure if you attempt not to kill me.”

Lance put a hand over his heart, “A villain’s promise.”

Keith pulled Lance up who grunted.

Lance pressed where he hit his head, “Thanks I better go before they get me.”

Keith paused for a moment, “You can hide at mine while I patch you up.”

Lance nodded slightly caught off guard by not only hiding but helping a villain who could easily kill him, “Thanks.”

Keith led Lance into his apartment and sat down sending his bow into nothing but a couple of snowflakes.

Keith sat next to Lance, “Your white hairs all bloody.”

Lance shrugged and sighed, “Guess that’s what happens when you're under debt for a villain gang.”

Keith frowned and looked the other way seems to connect some dots, “Well I mean you just killed Narti And Lotor.”

Lance sighed letting the silence isolate him for a minute, “Yep..”

There was a buzz and it was Lance’s phone from Hunk, Keith shocked asked, ”You know Hunk?”

Lance hid his phone, “Yeah... I get around...”

Keith was quiet for a minute, “Who are you?”

Lance sighed before turning human and Keith’s eyes widened, “Lance-“

“Shush! Shush shush!”

Keith’s lips formed a line, “I can’t believe I lost a fight to Lance McClain.”

Lance raised a brow, “What now?”

Keith turned Galra.

Lance gasped, “Akira?”

They sat there for a moment not knowing what to do.

Lance was thinking, “Well I do like your Akira persona a lot and I also like Keith a lot.”

Keith looked at Lance, “Lance?”

Lance looked at Keith, “Yeah.”

Keith immediately shaking his head, “Nevermind.”

Lance bit his lip before blurting out knowing it was now or never, “I like you!”

Keith slowly turned red his head flicking over to Lance, “What?”

Lance closed his eyes and looked down, “I like you when I fought you that’s why I couldn’t kill you. I really like you as a person. That’s why I always butted heads with you, it was nice to know you never took anything I said to heart.”

Keith’s jaw slightly dropped thrilled, “Oh...”

Lance smiled, “Its okay if you don’t like me... I wouldn’t blame you,” he gestured to him wearing his Poison Frost uniform and bloodstains on his gloves

Keith gripped Lance's shoulders as he slammed his lips onto Lance’s and rather than pulling back Lance leaning in having it cut short by Keith pulling back slightly panting.

“Join me.”

Lance was shocked, “What I can’t!”

Keith held out a hand, “Screw our organizations... let’s make one of our own.”

Lance looked at Keith’s hand for a moment, “For Hero’s and Villains? To make the world interesting?”

Keith smiled when he took Lance’s hand, “For heroes And villains.”

- A month Later- 

Word got out of the group Voltron.

Shiro: Merciless Jinx - always up to the task, fights efficiently with his cursed arm and never holds back

Keith: The Blade - right hand (doesn’t want to lead), fights with blade gifted from his mother and hand to hand

Lance: Frost Bite - Leader, uses his power of manipulation of liquid to freeze his opponent, but can also fight hand to hand and with any weapon

Hunk: Thunder Damage - backup and covers for everyone while they deal with the big guns, tend to stay behind as he wants to participate but new to the environment. Fights with large blasters.

Pidge: Hi-Tech - Tech genius, normally is hacking or manipulating the base or information to delay or assist in battle, fights with a taser, also including a razor on the edge.

Coran- Rabid Red - assistant or manager of the group - fights from base

Allura- Prominent Princess - fighter and an Altean ally, she uses a laser whip, and is feared by leader Galra for killing her father Alfor.

Matt- Works part-time and mainly does rebellion work to assist team Voltron

They have a whole fan base, and the most trending couple right now is Blast (Blade and Frost)

No Justification for a Life Lived Without Passion

It all seemed so sudden.

Midoriya had been trying to pick up the pieces of his life after the war. After losing his quirk, he’d been trying to find his place in UA. Midoriya was so focused on trying to find himself again, he failed to see what was forming between his classmates.

Class 2-A was nearing the end of the school year when it came out that Todoroki and Bakugo had begun dating. Midoriya, who had loved Bakugo since childhood, was devastated.

Uraraka seemed worried for Midoriya because she was the only one aware of Midoriya’s crush on Bakugo. Rather than congratulating the new couple, Uraraka quickly rushed Midoriya off to her room.

“How could I have not seen it?” cried Midoriya, tightly squeezing Uraraka’s pillow.

Uraraka let out a shallow breath. “I knew they were getting closer, but I didn’t think they’d be getting closer romantically.”

Midoriya tried his best to speak, but sobs came out instead. Uraraka gently rubbed Midoriya’s back, pity in her eyes.

“It’s all my fault. If I wasn’t so worthless Kacchan would have noticed me,” wept Midoriya, his back hunching forward as he began hyperventilating.

“Never say that again. You are the greatest hero that’s ever existed. You are beautiful. You’ve done an amazing job despite the shit thrown your way. Never amount your worth to a boy’s attention,” lectured Uraraka, cupping Midoriya's face and shooting Midoriya a warning stare.

Midoriya wilted a bit, his lips wobbling. “I’m a horrible friend.”

Uraraka’s frown deepened, her concern getting worse. “Why would you ever say that? You’re an amazing friend. I couldn’t imagine anyone filling the space you have in my heart.”

“I should be happy for them. I should be down in the common room congratulating them. I should be laughing and doing something dumb with you, not crying in your room about heartbreak. I’ve been a crappy friend since the war,” revealed Midoriya, staring up at the ceiling.

Uraraka crashed beside Midoriya, grabbing his hand gently. “I’d rather be here to support you at your low points like you always did for me. While I hate to see you upset, I’m happy I can be here for you. There’s always another day to do something stupid and fun.”

Midoriya remained quiet for a bit, taking deep breaths as he gathered his thoughts. “I want to get away from here.”

“Huh? What do you mean?” asked Uraraka, curious as to what Midoriya was thinking.

“I want to see the world, maybe transfer schools. I don’t want to be some hero sidekick. I think that would hurt more than not being a hero at all,” confessed Midoriya, finally opening up about the thoughts he’s had since the war ended.

Uraraka sat up, looking down at Midoriya. “Really? You want to leave?”

Midoriya sat up, quickly grabbing tissues to wipe his runny nose. “Honestly… yeah. I just don’t feel like this is the place for me anymore. I feel isolated and trapped. I’m only here because of you all.”

“I don’t want you to leave, but I understand why you want to. Sometimes it’s hard to be here without all the reminders of the past. We used to be so youthful and happy,” reminisced Uraraka, recalling how innocent it all used to be.

“Now everything is so… so ugly,” commented Midoriya, picking at one of his dozens of scars.

Uraraka hesitated a bit before responding, “Yeah. I don’t know if you feel the same, but it also seems empty.”

“Mhm. Maybe it makes me childish, but I think Kacchan and Shoto getting together was my final straw,” mumbled Midoriya.

“Whatever you decide, just know I will support you and be there with you through every step,” reassured Uraraka, grabbing a tissue and blowing her nose.

The rest of class 2-A were shocked by the sudden news of a relationship. Kirishima was beyond confused. He had thought that Bakugo and Midoriya were in a secret relationship. There was this oddly electric tension between the duo.

Iida was supportive of Todoroki and Bakugo’s relationship, but he was extremely concerned for Midoriya. It was clear he didn’t take the news well and Uraraka was quick to drag him off. It was clear there was something he didn’t know.

Kaminari and Jiro were supportive, cheering on Bakugo for making a move. Many students decided to confess their love after the war, worried about the possibility of never being able to get the chance to. Kaminari and Jiro were one of the couples and they were going strong.

Many others in the class were surprised and happy. It was always fun to have a new couple to tease and pick on.

When Todoroki and Bakugo decided to tell the class that they were dating, they were the most excited to see Midoriya’s reaction. They couldn’t wait to see his shocked expression and hear his happy analysis mumbling which was rare since the war.

They did not get the reaction they expected. Midoriya’s eyes widened in shock, but a smile didn’t accompany it. His pained expression came as fast as it left, but both Todoroki and Bakugo saw the hurt in his face.

Midoriya was quick to cover up whatever he was truly feeling and offer a smile. Except his smile was nothing in comparison to the blinding, toothy smile we wore day in and day out when they were first years. 

Before they could reach out to him or even look to one another to make sure the other saw his reaction too, Uraraka made a move. Uraraka wasn’t smiling as she snuck her hand into Midoriya’s and guided him away.

Midoriya didn’t put up a fight and mindlessly followed. They watched as Kirishima turned to ask Midoriya and Uraraka what was up, but quickly shut his mouth after seeing something.

Kirishima shot Uraraka a thumbs up with a sympathetic frown and Uraraka nodded her head in response.

Todoroki and Bakugo quickly felt concern bubble to the surface. The first thing that came to mind was that something was going on with Midoriya that they weren’t aware of. The second thought they both shared was that something was going on with Midoriya that they should have been aware of and completely forgotten.

“We’ll talk to Izuku later,” whispered Bakugo, resting a hand on Todoroki’s shoulder.

Todoroki nodded, raising a hand to rest on top of Bakugo’s. “Okay, good. I’m worried.”

Midoriya spent a lot of time with Toshinori after the war. When all of class 2-A tried avoiding Midoriya to avoid their feelings, Toshinori was the one Midoriya could open up to.

The mentor-student, father-son duo bonded deeply over the loss of One for All. Toshinori was nearing the end of his mental recovery and Midoriya was in the beginning of his. They lost it within a year of each other so they could bond over something they miss. They could bond over being quirkless, gaining a quirk, and being quirkless again.

After Midoriya could maintain his composure for longer than five minutes, Uraraka suggested that Midoriya talks to All Might. “I think All Might would be a great person to talk to about wanting to get away. Maybe he could offer some advice or wisdom,” offered Uraraka, flashing a gentle smile.

“You’re right. I’ll go talk to him now,” agreed Midoriya, feeling a lot better with Uraraka guiding him in the right direction. Right now, he needed someone he admired and someone who would want the best for him.

Uraraka rose from her bed and tightly hugged Midoriya. “I just want you to know… no matter what you decide to do, I’ll always want you to be a part of my life. You are the best friend I could have asked for and I don’t plan on letting you escape our friendship.”

“I wouldn’t dream of it,” laughed Midoriya, carefully hugging Uraraka.

Midoriya stood by the elevator and called Toshinori. “All Might.”

“Young Midoriya!” cheered Toshinori from the other side of the phone.

“Can we talk?” asked Midoriya shyly, suddenly feeling nervous that Toshinori might reject.

“Of course. Is something wrong?” inquired Toshinori, concern laced in his tone.

Midoriya panicked, not wanting to worry Toshinori. “Not necessarily! It’s just I have a lot on my mind, and I wanted to talk about it with you.”

“Well, perfect you called me now! I’m going on my afternoon stroll. I can meet you in front of the 2-A alliance and you can join me,” invited Toshinori, practically beaming where he was standing.

“Okay, I’ll be down quickly.”

“See you soon, Young Midoriya.”

“See you, All Might.”

Midoriya quickly took the elevator down to the ground floor and quickly made a beeline for the entrance. Most of class 2-A was still down in the common room and watched Midoriya make his way out.

Kirishima jumped up from his seat and rushed over. “Hey Midoriya!”

Midoriya quickly turned to face Kirishima with a kind smile. “Hi Kirishima, what’s up?”

“I just wanted to make sure you’re okay,” revealed Kirishima, lowering his voice to keep people from hearing.

Midoriya couldn’t stop the surprise from showing on his face. “Oh, uh,” stammered Midoriya before taking a deep breath and smiling. “I’m okay. I just needed a moment. I’m sorry for worrying you.”

Kirishima shook his head with a toothy smile. “Nonsense! You have nothing to apologize for! But seriously… I thought you are Bakugo were dating and just hiding it from everyone.”

“Well, I can’t lie… I thought Kacchan felt the same way. Guess I was naive and too blind to notice the truth,” chuckled Midoriya bitterly.

“If you ever need a shoulder to cry on, I’m here for you. I actually wanted to ask you to go to a hero convention with me. I bought two tickets, but Kaminari ditched me at the last minute,” wined Kirishima, throwing his head back dramatically.

Midoriya clapped his hands together, excited that hero conventions were still happening. He hadn’t had the time to think about silly things like that in a while. “I’d love to go with you!”

Kirishima perked up, beyond relieved. “Really? Great! I’ll text you the details later. Anyways, where are you going?”

“Oh— crap! I am going to have a talk with All Might! Sorry! I really must go! He’s probably waiting on me!” rambled Midoriya, backing away quickly to the doorway.

“It’s alright man! See you later!”

Midoriya threw on his shoes and ran out. Most of the class had heard the part that Midoriya was going to talk with All Might. His panic was loud enough for everyone to eavesdrop. Looking out the window, they watched as Midoriya approached All Might who was standing by the bottom of the stairs.

Toshinori naturally opened his arms and Midoriya quickly rushed into the embrace. After a quick, but tight hug, Toshinori appeared to ask Midoriya a question. Whatever Midoriya said stunned Toshinori, but Toshinori didn’t appear to be completely surprised by whatever was said.

“So, what did you want to talk about, Young Midoriya?”

“I think I want to move away from here,” confessed Midoriya, a bit worried about Toshinori’s response.

Toshinori took a moment to compose himself and respond, but he smiled. “That’s understandable. May I ask why?”

“I don’t think I want to become a hero just to be a sidekick. That may make me a selfish person, but I don’t think I can mentally handle being so close yet so far from my dream,” explained Midoriya, beginning to walk.

“That doesn’t make you selfish. I understand why you’d rather just scrap it all than be a sidekick. What would you rather do than be a hero? Have you thought of that?” questioned Toshinori, wanting to make sure Midoriya had mapped out his plan thoughtfully.

Midoriya nodded, looking up at the sky. “Yes… I was thinking about going to the US and becoming a support item developer with Melissa Shield. Since we are both quirkless and interested in heroes, it would be cool to work together.”

Toshinori perked up at that. He was very fond of Melissa despite the betrayal of her father, David Shield, who had been his sidekick. “That’s a great idea. I’m sure you’d easily be able to transfer to a school in the States. I’d even accompany you since I’m familiar with California.”

“Really? You don’t think I’d be making a mistake?” questioned Midoriya, feeling a bit uneasy.

“If leaving Japan for a couple of years would make you happier and allow you to try something new that would bring joy to your life, I don’t think you’d be making a mistake,” rationalized Toshinori, providing Midoriya with a new outlook on leaving UA High.

Midoriya smiled, feeling a bit relieved. “Yeah. I think I’ll finish this school year and transfer over for my third year.”

Toshinori grinned, holding a thumbs up. “You could even do a student exchange program. You could remain a hero student and try out different things.”

“Yeah… I’ll talk to Aizawa and Nezu about it. I think leaving for a bit would be for the best. I was already on the fence, but today pushed me over the edge,” sighed Midoriya, looking down at his scarred hands.

“What happened?” questioned Toshinori worriedly.

Midoriya’s face glowed a bright red as he realized he’d never really talked about his love life before. “Well, it’s a bit embarrassing to say out loud but, I like Kacchan… romantically.”

“Ah, I figured something more was going on between you too,” chuckled Toshinori, happy to hear Midoriya wasn’t afraid to love.

“Kacchan… is dating Todoroki,” whispered Midoriya, feeling his throat tighten from having to say it out loud. The wound was still too fresh.

Toshinori stopped walking, feeling his heart break as he watched Midoriya crumble before him. “Oh, my boy, I’m so sorry.”

Midoriya didn’t fight it when Toshinori wrapped him up in his arms and gently rubbed his back. Midoriya rather melted into the touch as he began to cry again. “I feel so stupid.”

“You’re not stupid, you're far from it,” argued Toshinori, refusing to let Midoriya talk badly about himself.

“I should have confessed when I had the chance. I should have noticed that Kacchan had his eyes on someone else. I was just delusional,” cried Midoriya, tightly squeezing Toshinori’s shirt.

Toshinori frowned as Midoriya cried into his chest. He hated to see Midoriya cry. Watching your kid experience his first heartbreak was devastating. There was nothing you could do to help.

Toshinori took a deep breath before pulling back. “I may not know what it’s like to fall in love with my best friend and they fall in love with another. But I do know what it’s like to never confess and regret it later. As the number one hero, I was never able to keep a long-term relationship. Whether it was out of my control, or I was scared.”

“Really?”

“Really. So never feel bad for not confessing but take it as a lesson. Many people experience what you are going through. Take this moment and never hesitate when it comes to love,” encouraged Toshinori, offering Midoriya a heroic smile as he wiped away Midoriya’s tears.

The rest of their walk was peaceful. The sun was shining brightly, and the air was warm. Midoriya cherished moments like these. The war seemed like a faint memory when the world was so beautiful, and he was spending his time beside the man he grew up admiring.

Uraraka and Midoriya agreed to meet after dinner to talk. It just so happened that Todoroki and Bakugo chose that time to approach Midoriya to check up on him.

“I’m really worried about Midoriya,” sighed Todoroki, wishing the elevator would move faster despite Midoriya’s dorm only being on the second floor.

“I’m sure Izuku’s fine. We are probably being paranoid,” guessed Bakugo, going against his better judgment.

By the time they reached Midoriya’s floor, they could faintly hear him talking. The couple paused, carefully inching closer to Midoriya’s dorm room door. They could hear Uraraka's voice as well.

Todoroki and Bakugo exchanged a wary glance. They thought Uraraka and Midoriya had already talked today. They were curious when Uraraka and Midoriya got close again considering the two had distanced themselves after the war.

“See, I told you he’d be the best person for you to talk to!” gloated Uraraka for being right.

“Yeah, he was supportive of my plans and ideas,” noted Midoriya, his voice upbeat.

The shifting of sheets could be heard from inside the room before Uraraka asked, “What is your plan? I don’t think you ever told me exactly what your ideas were.”

Todoroki and Bakugo were equally lost. Midoriya hadn't mentioned plans or ideas recently. The last serious conversation Midoriya had with either of them was about how his training was going. Even then, he didn’t have much to say.

Neither Todoroki nor Bakugo realized how little they knew about Midoriya anymore.

Midoriya was quick to respond to Uraraka. “I was planning on moving to the United States. Specifically, California to work with Melissa Shield. Since we are both quirkless, it would be nice to work with her.”

Bakugo felt his heart momentarily stop, horrified to hear Midoriya wanted to leave. After the last time Midoriya left UA, he’d never heard Midoriya entertain the thought of leaving again. It would be an understatement to say Bakugo didn’t want Midoriya to leave. He dreaded the mere thought of not seeing Midoriya each day. He couldn’t imagine not being able to see Midoriya smile and hear him say Kacchan.

Todoroki felt sick, unable to imagine not having Midoriya at arm’s reach. After having Midoriya there at every stage of his life, he didn’t want to lose someone so important. Still, Midoriya has been nothing but supportive to him, so he wanted to return the same support.

“That’s actually a really good idea! Are you planning on continuing your hero education or are you going to change your goal?” questioned Uraraka with excitement in her voice.

“All Might said he'd set me up with a foreign exchange student program if I wanted. That way I could get the best of both worlds. Still, I think I may just go into support gear with Melissa,” answered Midoriya, still leaning more toward giving up on being a hero.

It was quiet for a bit. Todoroki and Bakugo remained frozen in place, waiting for Midoriya and Uraraka to finish their conversation before fully panicking.

“You sure you don’t want to be my sidekick? We’d be one hell of a team,” teased Uraraka, even though there was a trace of sorrow in her voice.

“No… I wouldn’t even want to be Kacchan's sidekick,” opposed Midoriya quickly.

“Damn. Is that just because you don’t want to be a sidekick that bad or is it because of your unreciprocated feelings?” interrogated Uraraka, struggling to make light of the entire situation.

Bakugo felt his entire world stop. Izuku Midoriya had a crush on him. Midoriya, his childhood friend, loved him. Deku, the boy he fought next to during a war, wanted to be with him. Midoriya liked him the entire time.

Todoroki on the other hand felt incredible guilt. While it wasn’t his fault and Bakugo had been the one to ask him out, he couldn’t help but feel like he stole Bakugo from Midoriya. He couldn’t help but feel like he was inconsiderate of Midoriya’s feelings. If he had known Midoriya liked Bakugo, he would have never accepted the confession.

“A mixture of both. It may sound stupid but after the war… I fought with my mother so hard to let me stay here. At that point in time, you all were ignoring me. Kacchan was all I had, and I didn’t even know how to talk to him… but I stayed because of him. Now that he’s with Todoroki, I don’t have anything to stay for. They have each other now,” lamented Midoriya, feeling a bit empty now that he was saying it out loud.

“It’s not stupid. It makes a lot of sense. Besides, an upside to you going to the United States for a bit is you’ll have the opportunity to move on,” offered Uraraka, feeling bad for Midoriya.

Midoriya seemed a bit happy as he announced, “All Might said he’d even go with me! Wouldn’t that be amazing?”

Uraraka gasped, clapping her hands. “That would be perfect! I think having him around would be good for you. Since you’ll be experiencing a lot of changes by moving.”

“I’m a bit nervous to move because of that. Making new friends while learning a new language and picking up a new career goal is a lot,” sighed Midoriya loudly.

“You’ll have no problem making friends!” refuted Uraraka, offended Midoriya was nervous about having to make new friends.

Midoriya was quiet in response. Bakugo and Todoroki shared a concerned glance. Uraraka's voice greeted them first. “Deku? What’s wrong?”

“What if they think I’m worthless or ugly? I’m covered head to toe in scars, my hair is uneven, I’m quirkless, I’ll be the UA High dropout,” listed Midoriya, not bothering to downplay his concerns.

“Listen to me very carefully. I said this earlier, but I think you need the reminder. You became the greatest hero to ever exist. Those scars are reminders of the blood, sweat, and tears you sacrificed for the safety of others. Your hair will finish growing out by the time fall comes around.”

Midoriya opened his mouth only for Uraraka to shush him violently. “Silence! You won’t be known as a UA dropout. You fought in a war that many pro heroes didn’t survive. Everyone will be super excited to be in a class with you! Besides, who cares if you’re quirkless? You could probably lift this entire building with your pinky.”

Midoriya couldn’t help but laugh at that last comment. “I guess you’re right. Still, I just don’t think I’ll ever be the same. I don’t want to give up on being a hero, but the world is unfair.”

“Why don’t you take up Toshinori’s offer? Be a foreign exchange student in the hero program. Work with Melissa and have her develop support gear for you. You can still be a powerful hero! You still have all your combat knowledge under your belt,” suggested Uraraka, trying to motivate Midoriya to not give up on his dreams.

“I’ll talk to Aizawa about it. I’m not even sure if I’ll end up moving to America. I just think I’d be a lot happier if I got away from this place,” admitted Midoriya.

Bakugo and Todoroki rose to their feet and tried to gather their thoughts. Todoroki whispered to Bakugo. “What if we pretend to get off the elevator? That way he won’t know we overheard.”

“Yeah, let’s go,” agreed Bakugo, sneaking into the elevator before closing and opening the door.

The duo was talking at a normal volume and immediately noticed Uraraka and Midoriya stopped talking.

Bakugo knocked on the door, trying to remain calm. “Izuku? It’s me and Todoroki. Can we come in?”

“Yeah, Uraraka is here too,” answered Midoriya calmly.

Bakugo opened the door and walked in. Todoroki followed close behind, stopping to slowly close the door. The first thing both noticed was that Midoriya’s room lacked its usual amount of All Might merchandise.

Bakugo nodded at Uraraka before confronting Midoriya. “What’s going on Izuku? You’ve been off today.”

“It’s just been a weird day,” answered Midoriya shortly, not even sure how to speak to Bakugo anymore.

Todoroki frowned, sitting in Midoriya’s desk chair. “Are you sure that’s it? You seemed off this morning and even seemed a bit off when talking to Kirishima.”

Uraraka turned to Midoriya, curious. “You talked to Kirishima earlier?”

“Yeah, Kirishima approached me earlier. He just invited me to a hero convention. I was super excited and agreed to go, but I guess I just started thinking about how different everything is now and how I haven’t had time to go to one,” rambled Midoriya, quickly coming up with an excuse.

Todoroki nodded, knowing that wasn’t the truth, but took it. “Oh, that makes sense.”

Bakugo narrowed his eyes, wanting Midoriya to be honest. “What about this morning? You were acting strange. Pink Cheeks here dragged you off.”

“It was a rough morning, that’s all. I’m fine,” dismissed Midoriya, not planning on telling Bakugo or Todoroki anything.

“Okay, as long as you’re okay. I was worried,” replied Todoroki, not wanting Midoriya to withdraw any further.

The rest of the talk was bland and awkward. Midoriya, Todoroki, and Bakugo were aware of how broken their friendship was, but there was no easy way of mending it. The war changed each of them so much and they never took the time to talk about everything that happened. They seemed to dodge the touchy subjects and handle them on their own.

Bakugo had to deal with the trauma of dying on the battlefield and the effort it took to rehabilitate his arm and strengthen his heart while also being careful. Todoroki was busy dealing with mending his broken family and the physical recovery of each person. Toya was the worst and Enji was in close second. Still, Todoroki didn’t have any desire to open up about what was going on or how he was feeling about the situation.

Midoriya was dealing with something else entirely. Midoriya was still trying to recover from the events that occurred early in the year. The large number of near-death encounters he had provided his nightmares with unlimited fuel. The backlash from countless civilians in the fallout of the first war made him scared to show his face in public. Seeing all his friends and idols injured and fatally wounded on the battleground was horrifying and those moments would forever be imprinted in his mind. Those were just some of the things Midoriya had to deal with. He also had things like losing both of his arms, feeling like he failed to save Tenko, missing the past users of One for All, and being quirkless again.

There was so much Midoriya held inside and struggled to cope with. Midoriya knew his friends needed just as much help as he did, but he never truly bounced back after initially feeling ignored. It was very similar to the isolation he felt when he was young and quirkless.

Bakugo and Todoroki never reached out and Midoriya was too depressed to put energy into maintaining relationships. Now Bakugo and Todoroki were happily dating and finally seeing just how badly they failed Midoriya.

Midoriya completed his second year at U.A. High before quickly leaving for America. Toshinori and Inko followed closely behind, ready to give Izuku the future he deserved. Class 2-A, now 3-A missed Midoriya's presence, realizing too late just how much he needed their attention and support. They had to watch Midoriya mentally and physically recover through news articles, reports, and social media posts.

Todoroki, Bakugo, and Uraraka never told anyone the reason why Midoriya left Japan and U.A. High. Even though Todoroki and Bakugo broke up shortly after five months of being together, they’d forever remember they were the final nudge Midoriya needed to leave.

The Face Of Concentration

After the sludge villain incident, All Might waited a second too long and missed Izuku. Izuku never got trained by his hero. Izuku never got into U.A. High. Izuku never became a hero. Shinso was in class 1-A, replacing the spot Izuku should’ve been. Mirio ended up obtaining the One for All quirk and as a result, died shortly after the war.

Katsuki had matured during his time at U.A. High and was riddled with guilt. He wasn’t proud of his past self and the mistakes he made. He knew he was responsible for Izuku giving up on his dream. He knew what he had done was unforgivable, but he wanted to apologize.

Little did Katsuki know, Izuku was a famous hero support gear inventor. He worked for the best of the best and was a hero's favorite.

One day Katsuki, Shoto, and Eijiro were out eating lunch. It was the one day all three were off and they wanted to enjoy having a nice meal in town.

Eijiro had recently returned back from his honeymoon with Mina so he was happy to spend some time with his pals. He wanted to brag about his time with his wife.

Katsuki and Shoto were still single. They hadn’t anticipated hero life would get in the way of having a love life. They knew it would get in the way due to the scheduling conflicts, but there was a list of issues that would arise. The extent of it could them off guard.

Izuku was strolling down the street. He had grabbed some lunch and bought Inko a birthday gift. Now he was on his way back to his studio to wrap up some hero costumes. He spotted the hero trio and got a little excited. Pulling out his phone, Izuku pulled up the contacts app and pulled up the phone number option.

Izuku approached the three with a pokerface. The three had been talking so it took a moment for Izuku’s presence to be noticed. Eijiro was the one to first see Izuku and brightly smiled.

“Oh! Hey Midoriya,” greeted the hero. Mina had been the one to introduce Eijiro to Midoriya.

Izuku turned his phone around to show Shoto his screen, remaining silent. His screen had the number pad on display. Katsuki was staring at Izuku in shock. Izuku was stunning.

Izuku was wearing a white button-up. The sleeves were rolled up to his elbows to reveal his muscular arms. The top two buttons were left undone to reveal his fair, freckled skin. He was sporting a long skirt that rested at his ankles. The skirt was recognized as a very pricy piece from one of the most expensive clothing brands. His ears were littered with piercings. He also had a nose piercing. His skin glowed and his lips were a beautiful rosy pink. His eyes were still wide and beautiful, full of emotion despite his poker face. If it wasn’t for his natural beauty, the enchanting jewelry that glimmered in the sunlight would’ve made Katsuki evaporate.

Shoto slowly took the phone, his cheeks heating up and his eyes ever so slightly widening. “Are you asking me for my number?”

Midoriya responded with a single nod and pointed towards the phone.

Eijiro was loving this, covering his mouth to hide his huge smile. The Izuku Midoriya was asking the number two hero Shoto for his number. What an insane couple they’d make. He was so excited for his bro. Katsuki finally let reality settle in his stomach, Izuku was here for one thing and one thing only: Shoto Todoroki.

Shoto put in his number with a small smile. He was clearly flattered and flustered that someone so beautiful would approach him. He typed in his name quickly before handing the phone back to Izuku.

Izuku took the phone, took a good look at the contact information, and then looked directly at Shoto. “Thanks, Shoto-kun,” chirped Izuku, flashing a bashful smile after holding a poker face through the whole interaction.

“Kay, bye guys,” said Izuku sweetly, before pocketing his phone and adjusting his bags. Turning on his heel, Izuku walked off, flawlessly slipping on sunglasses. The three watched him leave, still in a state of disbelief at what they just saw.

Shoto glowed bright red, covering his face as he melted into his seat. Eijiro clapped his hands, laughing. “No way man! You have Midoriya chasing after you! Imagine being the one to give him the hots!”

Katsuki raised a brow, shaking his head. “Wait. Back up. How the hell do you know who he is?”

Eijiro paused momentarily before waving his hand. “Hold up! How do you not know about him? Midoriya is a well-established hero support gear engineer. Mina actually told me to start having my gear made by him. He’s super popular. All the top heroes go to him.”

Katsuki smiled a bit, happy to hear Midoriya didn’t completely give up on the hero world. “Well, that’s good to hear. I guess I should switch to him as well.”

“Totally! You’ll immediately notice a difference in the quality of your costume,” laughed Eijiro, loving how even Katsuki was infatuated with Izuku.

Shoto was still in disbelief. He couldn't comprehend he was approached, remaining happily quiet for a bit.

Shoto spent a lot of time with Izuku. Katsuki tagged along occasionally, trying to rebuild his broken relationship with Izuku. Izuku was apprehensive in the beginning, giving the blond a cold shoulder. Despite his shortness, Izuku accepted Katsuki’s request and would manufacture his costumes.

Eventually, Shoto and Izuku started dating. The two became a popular couple.

Shoto was a serious and mysterious hero, but genuinely a sweetheart. Izuku was smart and known for his sassy attitude, but was also a sweetheart. They were like putty in each other's hands, in love with being in love.

When they eventually did tie the knot, Eijiro revealed he had taken a video of Izuku asking Shoto for his number. Katsuki had displayed it during his speech at their wedding reception. Izuku was bright red, embarrassed that was how he acted.

Izuku hadn't realized Katsuki had been there. He felt a bit stupid for acting so indifferent. After all, that was the first time Katsuki had seen him in years. Still, even if he hadn’t become a hero, he had a wonderful husband and his childhood best friend. He couldn’t have been more grateful.

The end!

They Did What?

Shinsou and Midoriya had noticeably gotten closer. No one knew what happened to get Shinsou to suddenly open up to Midoriya and accept his kindness. All they knew was something happened between the two and it triggered them to become friends.

Midoriya and Shinsou would occasionally disappear during lunch. That drew some attention and even stirred up some rumors about their relationship. Some believed they simply wandered off to eat lunch together or to spend time alone to talk. Other people believed they were dating and wanted to keep it a secret so they’d sneak off to be lovey-dovey.

Uraraka couldn’t lie, she got a little nervous at the thought of Midoriya being in a relationship. If he was, she'd accept it. It would take her a while to move on but she’d never risk losing Midoriya because of jealousy. Iida didn’t care at all, as long as it didn’t interfere with Midoriya's learning and training, then there was nothing wrong. Tsuyu was, of course, rooting Midoriya on. She was one of the people who believed Midoriya and Shinsou were dating or moving towards that. Todoroki was confused, he didn’t understand his jealousy and he didn’t know what to do with it. He planned on talking to Midoriya about it, he would be the most understanding out of the group about this. Besides, Midoriya helped him before, he could help Todoroki again.

Shinsou and Midoriya were the talk of the hero department and the general department. The General Department knew better than to stick their noses into Shinsou’s affairs. Class 1-A was another story, they had no boundaries and were ignorant when it came to knowing when to keep out of other people's business. Hence, why Midoriya considered himself the number one secret keeper in the class.

Midoriya managed to keep his relationship with All Might secret and the secret of his quirk even though it was so obvious. Like, it was kinda embarrassing. Although, passing down quirks was unheard of, and they don’t even really know about the depth of All for One and One for All. Either way, they didn’t even really care to understand Midoriya’s quirk, and they didn’t even flash an eye at the fact he shattered his bones every time he used it. No one knew anything about his past, such as the bullying. No one knew that Bakugo, the rising star of U.A., had bullied him. No one knew about the fact he never met his father and has no relationship with him. No one knows what All Might had said to him. No one knows he fought the sludge villain to save his back-stabbing childhood friend. No one knew anything. All they knew were the basics and Midoriya’s mannerisms. Yet, secrets only stay secret for so long when you tell someone them.

Todoroki finished up his soba quickly, quicker than usual. He stood up and turned to the others, “I’ll be taking my leave. I’m going to go look for Midoriya.”

Uraraka looked up at the dual-colored boy and immediately agreed to join him, “I’ll come too! I’ve been wondering where Midoriya disappears off to.”

Tsuyu grinned, shooting back her chair, turning her attention to Iida, “Let’s go Iida! I’ve been dying to know if the rumors are true! Besides, Midoriya deserves a relationship, and Shinsou is definitely worthy in my opinion.”

Iida shot up out of his seat after finishing up what was left on the tray, “Let’s go. I would like to congratulate Midoriya on his relationship status with Shinsou!”

Their lunch shift was 50 minutes and they had around 20 minutes remaining. It offered them a nice chunk of time to look for Midoriya. They stopped and checked 1-A, and then 1-C only to find they weren’t there. They then checked the rooftop where Midoriya often was found thinking or studying. He wasn’t there oddly enough. The only spot they could think of where food was allowed was the library. Making their way into the library there were a couple of students there, all studying or just relaxing. As soon as they were about to give up they heard speaking. Peeping through the openings between books, they spotted them.

Midoriya was aggressively flipping through pages frustrated. Shinsou was scanning through books and sitting them on a pile for them to list.

“Why are they covering this up? Everything from All for One to discrimination on the quirkless is being covered up! It doesn’t make sense!” ranted Midoriya, growing frustrated.

Shinsou stood up, staring at Midoriya with a soft stare. “Well, when we become heroes, we could use our platform to finally spread information.”

Midoriya bit his lip, closing the book. “See, uhm. We may not have enough time for that. All for One can literally attack at any given moment, and the public needs to be aware of him! He’s the mastermind behind all villains and there will be a panic. It just doesn’t make sense on why they-.”

Shinsou waved his hand in front of Midoriya’s face. “Hello? You good?”

Midoriya slapped the book closed, rubbing his face. “I’m an idiot. I just realized why they are covering up that he’s still alive, but what I don’t get is why they refuse to tell the story of how he rose to power.”

Shinsou paused, thinking to himself before an idea struck him. “His power was associated with the sudden appearances of quirks, right? So since there is the discrimination of the quirkless currently they try to not talk about him since he was the one stealing people’s quirks from them?”

Midoriya nodded, picking out a book. “Yes. All Might had told me when quirk started to appear some people couldn’t handle it, and it resulted in people shutting down and becoming zombies.”

Shinsou raised a brow, asking a question softly. “Why are you and All Might so close? Like— no offense but why would he sit down and tell you about hidden information?”

“Well, as you know I was a late bloomer. Quirkless up until entrance exams. All Might basically trained me after an incident we encountered together. Between you and me, I think All Might is preparing to fight All for One. I think he’s preparing for me to realize his career is coming to an end,” revealed Midoriya, his shoulders sagging as he finally vented.

“That’s... rough. I mean! It’s amazing he trained you and all but, now you’re in the middle of all of this. How long have you been keeping all of this to yourself?” questioned Shinsou, slowly worried for Midoriya’s mental health.

Midoriya grinned, sitting back down. “I never told anyone anything before. I trust you Shinsou. I know I can relate to you about discrimination and bullying. I know you’ll be an incredible hero and you’ve worked so hard for everything.”

Shinsou leaned on Midoriya, offering some comfort. “Still, you’re incredible. You managed to rise to the top with only what a measly 3 or four months of having a quirk? You literally shatter your bones and don’t complain while others in your class act like babies.”

“I think everyone in my class is great! They all have their strong suits built differently! They’ve all had different experiences and they all have different needs. Since I was physically abused growing up, my pain tolerance is a lot higher than others.”

Shinsou narrowed his eyes, taking Midoriya’s hand and tightly gripping it in a protective manner, “I swear—.”

Midoriya squeezed back, opening his mouth and then closing it. Taking a small breath he finally spoke out. “Kacchan once told me back in junior high... to take a swan dive off the roof of the building. He said hopefully I’d get a quirk in my next life. I then got attacked by a sludge villain under a bridge when heading home from school. I almost died, but right as I was about to tap out All Might saved me. We ended up on the roof of a building and All Might told me I’d never be a hero without a quirk. I was so close to jumping, I had stood there for maybe ten minutes contemplating whether I was going to jump or not. I chose not to. I loved my mother too much to hurt her. Yet, Bakugo was attacked by the sludge villain. No heroes on-site even tried to help. So I did. Quirkless little Deku saving a boy who would beat me up and belittle me every second of every day. The hero’s shunned me while they praised Bakugo. Yet, All Might caught me on my way home. My bravery and impulse won him to train me, to help me become the best hero in his image.”

Shinsou suddenly turned Midoriya to face him, before Midoriya could even process what was happening. Cold lips pressed against his warm ones, covered in drugstore chapstick. Yet, Midoriya leaned into the kiss with a relaxed smile, his hands creeping up to wrap around Shinsou’s neck. Shinsou rested his hands on Midoriya’s hips, pulling him closer. After a couple more seconds they pulled back. Midoriya flushed a light pink.

Midoriya was too happy to be flustered or panicked. Midoriya felt so loved, flooded with passion and new excitement. His high school sweetheart, his first boyfriend, and his first relationship: Shinsou. Shinsou seemed just as happy, content with the minty flavor left on his lips.

“Midoriya, I’m so grateful you're here right now. I’m so thankful to feel your touch and taste your lips covered in mint chapstick. You’re so badass and powerful and smart and optimistic and I don’t think All Might could’ve chosen a better person to train. I have vowed to hate Bakugo even more now, and I definitely will be brainwashing All Might into doing the chicken dance the next time I see him,” joked Shinsou, a tired smile on his face.

Midoriya, picking up some books while rising to his feet, sighed, “I’m glad I didn’t give up. Your lips are cold… it sent lightening bolts down my spine in the best way possible. You're very hardworking Shinsou! Getting into UA is an incredible achievement! Besides, you’ll most definitely be in Class 1-A in no time. Mineta is definitely going to get expelled for his disgusting behavior sooner or later.”

Shinsou remained quiet for a while, trying to remember who Mineta was. “Oh, is he the one who sexually harasses any girl that breaths right?”

“Yeah, I may or may not have punted him once in the hallway because he was going to take a pic under Momo and Jiro’s skirt while they were distracted.”

“Nice! Well, we can train together until that happens! Thanks again for helping me strengthen my quirk.”

“You're welcome! It’s fun to try and break out of it. Sadly I’m just too talented for you to lock me in.”

“Yeah! I don’t even know how you access your quirk in the first place!”

“I have people that live in my head and kinda just send all the power I possess through me till I’m so overwhelmed that I release it through my fingers. Thankfully I don’t break them anymore.”

“Woah— wait, what? You’re like... possessed? Cool, do you think…like… I could get some and have them use my quirk to send me to sleep?”

“Alright Mr. Insomniac. Why don’t we try and get you a sleeping bag? It seems to get Aizawa through the day,” laughed Midoriya, putting the books away and slipping a couple into his bookbag.

“A... sleeping bag?”

“Yeah! And we can get you a purple one!”

“You know what? Alright. It’s worth a shot.”

“Yes! We can go after my personal training with All Might tonight!”

“Sweet, let’s head to the cafeteria! I wanna buy some green tea. Tea somehow keeps me awake more than coffee does.”

Shinsou hummed, taking some books himself. “I’m probably going to get a cold coffee. I really enjoy my double shot of expresso.”

Midoriya sighed walking out of the aisle with Shinsou, content, “You really are crazy Hitoshi!”

The two passed by, Midoriya going deathly still as he stared back at his friends that all looked at him with horrified stares.

Shinsou mutters under his breath only to look at Midoriya and notice him panicking and dissociating. “Shit. God, why can’t you respect people’s privacy. I knew 1-A was known for being noses but jeez you really take the cake.”

Quickly guiding Midoriya out of the library, Shinsou left Midoriya’s four closest friends crouched by the bookshelf to their thoughts and guilt.

Tsuyu finally broke the silence with an uncalled for statement that was what everyone was thinking, “Fuck.”

(i wrote this 1/22/21 so ignore it if the story line makes no sense)

I'm Sure You Regret Kidnapping Me

Midoriya was never one to miss school. Even if everyone made his life at Aldera Junior High hell, he still managed to show up. Midoriya’s presence was expected to say the least. When Midoriya didn’t show up for school, everyone knew something was wrong.

The teacher announced Midoriya was missing and there would be an investigation held. Any information about who was the last person to see him would be vital. They were hoping students would come forward to help.

Before that could happen the projectors in every class turned on and all other devices were shut down. Teachers were freaking out. They knew it wasn’t a power outage as the screen was on, but they didn’t want to accept the other possibility; That they were in the middle of a villain attack.

A slightly blurred video started playing. It was fuzzy, but everything could still be clearly made out. On the screen were two teens seeming to be in the middle of something serious. One looked around their age while the other looked like they were in high school. The younger had short brown hair and mysterious markings on his body. The older person had long, dark blue hair twisted into a braid. She had very flashy jewelry as well as stunning piercings.

The teacher was trying to take control of the laptop, even stepping out to ask other teachers if they were having the same issues. The school speakers also didn't seem to be working as they weren't getting any messages from the Dean of the school.

"This is taking too long," announced the girl, running her fingers through her bangs.

The guy sighed in defeat, looking at some object in his hands. "Shit, you're right. We need-."

The two looked at each other, seeming to both come to the same conclusion. Either they forgot something or realized what they needed to do to accomplish their goal.

The adults and the students didn't understand what was going on. For all they know, they were being pranked. They didn't know the people they were watching and whatever the duo was doing wasn't clear. Bakugo was unamused, his arms crossed as he glared at the screen. A couple of students were talking amongst themselves with hushed voices.

The two rush out of the room and the camera switches to the next room they enter. They are in the hallway now and the area they are in is humongous but low quality. The halls look like they never got past the spackling faze. The drywall was exposed along with spackling paste covering cracks and screws. The corridor was long and tall, showing it was a big hallway. They rush to a cracked door and the camera switches.

Aldera Junior High turns into a trainwreck when they see Midoriya appear on the screen.

The two look nervous upon entering, staying wary.

That got the teachers and Midoriya's classmates to freeze. There was no way the push-over crybaby Midoriya made people uneasy. Soon the school was just as nervous as the duo on the screen was.

"Midoriya?" called out the girl bravely, her voice very soft.

"Hey, Midoriya. We uh-," stammered the boy, looking at the girl for encouragement.

The girl opened her mouth to speak, only for no words to come out. She had to retry, finally managing to speak for the boy. "We need your help."

Midoriya on the other hand was crying, seemingly in pain as he was clutching his clothes. He was covering his face as well so no one could see what his expression was.

The guy nodded even though Midoriya wasn't looking at him. "Yeah, you're the only one that can... you know. Uh- is there anything we can do to make you feel better? So we can get you to help-."

Midoriya snapped his head upwards, his eyes red from crying as tears stained his skin. His lips trembled as he screamed at them. "Somebody sedate me!"

The two leaped back, terrified by Midoriya. Meanwhile, back at Aldera, everyone was wide-eyed with dropped jaws. There was no way Midoriya actually scared them. There was something about the unhinged screaming that sent shivers down their spines.

Midoriya never raised his voice, let alone glared at the people who bullied him relentlessly. There was no way Midoriya was absolutely losing his shit on people who wanted to actually help him. There was also something about the look in his eyes that freaked them out. Midoriya was currently held hostage, and two that were with him were also hostages. Midoriya was probably breaking under pressure. That was the scary part, Midoriya was pushed past his limits every day and he finally hit his breaking point. Midoriya was losing his shit.

"Woah, woah, woah! Izuku, I know you probably want to stab someone right now... but we gotta get out of here," sympathized the guy, stepping over.

Midoriya glared at the guy, jabbing a finger at him. "Don't patronize me! Unlike you, I feel like I'm dying. You got a quirk, use it."

People back at Aldera swallowed hard. The way Midoriya spat the word 'quirk' at the duo gave everyone chills. There was a lot of hatred dripping from Midoriya's tongue as he spoke. As much as Bakugo and his two lackeys hated to admit it, they were slightly bewildered.

While Bakugo was more stunned by Midoriya being bitter and attacking them for having a quirk, Fujii and Yasui were two other things to deal with. Fujii was shocked Midoriya could hold so much anger despite his claim he felt like he was dying. Yasui was taken aback by the fact Midoriya was being bitchy. He was clearly lashing out, defending himself while knocking the two off their high egos.

The two deflated a bit, looking at each other with a shameful look. The girl stepped forwards, bowing her head. "Look, Midoriya. We are sorry for what we said before. We were wrong."

Midoriya struggled to his feet, breathing heavily as he grabbed his gut. "Oh please, do tell. What were you wrong about?"

The girl raised her gaze to look Midoriya in the eyes. "Everything. We should have listened to you. We wouldn't have gotten into this problem if we had listened to you. Clearly, we are useless even with quirks. We shouldn't have said those things about you because you are quirkless. You're smarter and stronger than me and Ogami combined."

Back at Aldrea, you could hear a pin drop from the silence that washed over the group. The occasional noise of disbelief escaped someone's throat. There was no way that someone was bowing before Midoriya and sucking up to him. They were taking the blame and complimenting Midoriya. They were apologizing for treating him poorly because he is quirkless.

Midoriya stepped towards them, glaring at them. "Well, thank you for growing a brain Maeda, and stating the obvious. Also Ogami... I'd like to hear it from you too."

Ogami swallowed hard, bowing as well. "I apologize. What I said before was out of line. Clearly, we can’t do anything right. Besides… our quirks don’t offer us any advantage. We need you.”

Midoriya smiled, letting out a refreshed sigh. “Yes. You do.”

Bakugo stared at the screen, amused. Midoriya wasn’t playing nice and he liked that. The resistance and the lack of empathy coming from Midoriya was unmatched. Midoriya wasn’t going to tell them it was okay and forgive them. Midoriya wasn’t going to pat their shoulders and dismiss their previous fuck-up's with forgiveness. Midoriya wanted to rub it in their faces and make them wallow in their own self-incompetence. Bakugo loved it.

Midoriya made his way to the door, still clutching his abdomen. Maeda went to help him, but Midoriya shoved her off. “Don’t act like you care now. You had no problem leaving me to die back there before.”

Maeda raised her hands in defense. That was the final message before Midoriya started throwing hands with the two. No one at Aldera would’ve gotten to that point. Hell, they’d probably never gone back to him in the first place. At Aldera, the majority would rather die than admit they'd been wrong for the past two years.

A couple of Midoriya's classmates all exchanged a knowing glance. Midoriya was pissed and wasn't trying to hide it. Midoriya probably tolerated everyone that bullied him because no matter what happened, they never switched up. The group was stubborn, but they weren't fake. They weren't going to act like they magically care or go behind his back. Maeda and Ogami had proven they weren't trustworthy to Midoriya.

Midoriya reached the area they had been in and he looked at what they were doing. Midoriya squinted at the machine before turning to them.

"You both are idiots," remarked Midoriya as he crouched.

The two turned light pink as their eyes were torn away from Midoriya. When they heard him messing around with the small machine, they ignored their embarrassment and tapped into their curiosity. Midoriya was messing with wires and cords like it was common knowledge. Suddenly the door flew open.

Midoriya rose to his feet, tossing the machine aside as he had deactivated the security scanners. "Let's go."

Midoriya cracked his back before letting out a shakey breath. He looked through the door to see another endless hallway. Stepping through, Midoriya leads the way. The two follow closely behind, almost cowardly from the foreign area. Midoriya looked unbothered, making his way through without a care.

The trio's heads all snapped to a room where a crash could be heard. Midoriya is the first to move, grabbing the door handle and throwing open the door. An altercation between a doctor and a kidnapped child could be seen. The kid was kicking, crying, and attempting to scream. Unfortunately, the ducktape seemed to silence the child. Midoriya's blood boiled as he shouted out.

"Hey! Get the fuck off of them!"

The person jumped, staring at Midoriya. Maeda and Ogami hid like the cowards they were, staring at each other with wide eyes. The duo couldn't believe Midoriya had the balls to do such a thing.

Back at Aldera, the entire school was in a fit of despair. The teachers all watched in horror as Midoriya just pulled a suicidal move. Midoriya was not in good health judging by his prior cries of pain, he was in no condition to fight nor protect himself. The students were on the same page, but also equally as worried for the child who had been attacked. It seemed that whatever was going on in the mysterious place was a traumatizing nightmare.

Bakugo was undeniably stunned. Midoriya had guts and he wasn't surprised. He had always been that way since they were little kids. He always threw himself in the middle of a fight to stop it. What had caught him off guard was the anger on his face and the fact he dropped the f-bomb. Midoriya rarely cursed and when he did it wasn't anything serious. Midoriya was beyond serious and Bakugo doubted Midoriya had thought past the confrontation.

The villain threw the kid to the ground and turned to Midoriya. "What are you doing out of your cell?"

"You call what I was in a cell? Consider it a cardboard box," taunted Midoriya, staring at the person with a bored expression.

"Why you-," grunted the man, pulling out a gun and aiming right at Midoriya's face.

Midoriya didn't waver, blinking slowly as he crossed his arms.

Teachers covered their faces, feeling dread pool in their stomachs. Students followed suit, looking away in fear of the villain pulling the trigger. Bakugo refused to look away, knowing this interaction wouldn't be cut and dry. Besides, the blank look on Midoriya's face was hard to look away from despite it being so haunting.

A couple of Midoriya's other bullies watched, curious about how this would go down. Midoriya wasn't known well for defending himself so how was going going to get himself out of a gun being aimed at his face.

"Wow, merchandise like you shouldn't go to waste... but if you're planning on being difficult I can easily find someone else to replace you," sighed the villain, cocking their gun.

Midoriya tilted his head to the side. "I think that's the nicest thing I've ever been told. Being quirkless and all... I wouldn't consider myself merchandise that shouldn't be wasted."

The villain cursed themself, their gun seeming to shake a bit. "Dammit. How in the hell did a quirkless fuck like you manage to get out?"

"It's no hard task really. Even with all the shitty injections you gave me, your attempts of trapping your cattle here aren't too complex," sneered Midoriya, swallowing hard.

"If you keep running your mouth like that, I might just send a bullet between your eyes," threatened the villain steadying the gun again.

Midoriya shrugged, staring him in the eyes. "I wouldn't mind. It would probably be the first scary thing you'd do."

"Oh? Do you fear death? Is it because you're quirkless? With how you talk to me I bet you think you can make a difference in the world," ridiculed the villain, smirking as they thought they hit a nerve.

Midoriya remained quiet, his eyes twitching a bit. The villain stepped forward, the gun clearly aimed at the spot between Midoriya's eyes. "Is that what you fear? That you'll amount to nothing? Or frightened you'll disappear from the minds of others before you make something of yourself?"

Midoriya shook his head, letting out a quick chuckle as he let his face fall, void of emotion. "No. I'm not. I am happy because I want to die. I want to return to nothing."

Silence followed. The villain felt their eyes widen, their hand trembling a bit. The child on the ground stared up at Midoriya in shock, everything they just experienced being too much to process. Midoriya's teachers covered their mouths. They were horrified by what they just heard even though they should've been aware they were part of the reason why. Midoriya's classmates paled, listening to the undeniable truth. They should've taken their words, taunts, and bullying at face value. Their actions hurt people and actions have consequences. They actively hurt him, excluded him, and offered no sense of safety his entire time at this school.

Bakugo listened in horror. At this point, even if he hadn't suicide-bated Midoriya, he had been the main tormentor. His lackeys felt just as guilty. They had sided with Bakugo and have been arguably worse in certain cases. They were the ones to announce his quirklessness at Aldera when they all got accepted into the school. They would the ones to laugh and encourage others to be just as guilty by being bystanders.

The villain lowered the gun, his excitement at being in power vanishing. How could they be in power when they were doing exactly what their victim wanted them to do?

Midoriya suddenly lashed out, sending his fist into the villain's nose. The villain flew back, crashing to the floor. The villain was knocked out, unconscious.

Bakugo's jaw dropped. Midoriya's other bullies' jaws dropped. Midoriya's classmates' jaws dropped. Midoriya's peers' jaws dropped. Midoriya's teachers' jaws dropped. Everyone's jaws at Aldera Junior High were dropped.

People exclaimed their disbelief that Midoriya did a one-shot on the villain. People were hyped up, freaking out. People were crapping their pants at the information Midoriya packed a deadly punch. The school was in chaos mode with this information.

Midoriya stuck up his nose in disgust as he rubbed his knuckles. After making sure the villain was out, Midoriya rushed to the child's side.

Midoriya easily took off the ducktape, caressing the child's face like a worried parent. "Are you okay? Are you hurt?"

The kid didn't bother responding, rushing into Midoriya's arms to hug him. Midoriya yelped at the weight suddenly put onto his injury, but quickly hugged the child back. The child was trembling and Midoriya simply supported the kid's legs around his waist and picked the kid up. Midoriya bent down and snatched the villain's belongings before locking him in the room.

Midoriya turned his head to look at where Maeda and Ogami were hiding and pouted out his lip. "Aw, were you so scared you had to hide?" Midoriya suddenly shot them an angry glare. "Fucking cowards."

No one could disagree with Midoriya. When you compare the two both possessing a quirk and Midoriya alone without a quirk, they did seem cowardly. Midoriya got the out of the area they were originally contained in, took the lead, saved a child, and did all of that while being in immense pain.

Midoriya tossed them the key. "I'm assuming you are capable of opening locks right?"

Maeda caught the keys, nodding. She wasn't about to talk back, Midoriya knocked out a villain with one punch. For a while, the live stream wasn't anything interesting. The four made their way through the halls, freeing more and more people.

Even if the stream wasn't as interesting, the suspense was still at an all-time high. The school full of teachers and students was still anticipating an attack or another villain. There was no way this whole situation would be this easy.

Eventually, their group was up to fifteen people and was making their way through the halls. Eventually, Midoriya reaches a room and unlocks the door with a keycard he stole. The person who kidnapped him and the leader were seated in that room. Midoriya walked in a closed the door behind him.

It seemed as if time slowed down for the group back at Aldera. There was this new kind of fear that consumed them. The unknown ending of the finale. While none of the knew if these were the remaining people, the decor of the room Midoriya was in gave them the impression whoever was in there was of high authority. Midoriya was once again alone, purposely closing himself off from the group because of the kids present. Midoriya was clearly slowing down a bit as time progressed because of his injuries and pushing down his own issues for the sake of everyone else.

"I should've known you'd be a firecracker," scoffed the kidnapper, crossing his arms. "You put up a nasty fight."

Midoriya smiled innocently. "I really hope you enjoyed the broken arm and concussion."

Bakugo raised a brow, slightly surprised Midoriya fought back. Maybe Midoriya wasn't taken by surprise. If he was taken by surprise, his kidnappers clearly sucked at kidnapping. He didn't believe Midoriya could fight in an intense situation like an active kidnapping despite he had watched Midoriya win after being in a standoff with someone armed with a gun.

The leader laughed, tilting his head back for dramatics. "Aren't you entertaining! Never would have thought a quirkless teen in this day and age would have this charisma."

Midoriya's face scrunched up in disgust. "You really are a freak... Tanji Susumu. I know you've been watching, you do realize this is the end for you right?"

The leader revealed as Tanji Susumu, chuckled, "Well... I may just let you all leave without a fight if you care to sit on my lap for an hour or two."

Students were appalled by what they just heard. While it was no surprise this sicko was a pedophile, his bluntness about it was revolting. It was equally as disgusting to say that to Midoriya like it was an offer. He knew the option was to fight or to sexually please a pedophile.

Midoriya stepped forward, a faked looked of surprise on his face. "Oh, so we are negotiating now?"

Tanji smirked, seeming to believe Midoriya was considering it, and got excited. "Yes, we are."

The adults in the room grew nervous. They were blind as a bat and failed to notice the clear strain in Midoriya's smile and the hatred in his eyes. They were terrified at the thought Midoriya would give in. Bakugo knew better, Midoriya threw around emotions and words to mislead his opponent only to strike them down when they were distracted.

"Let's just make something clear," began Midoriya mysteriously. Midoriya walked forwards slowly, his smile dropping into a scowl as he spat, "I wouldn't fuck you if your dick were made out of gold."

Midoriya's tone sent shivers down everyone's spine. Bakugo smiled, genuinely fond of Midoriya's expanded vocabulary and harshness. He wanted to watch Midoriya kill this bastard. All the teachers grew excited, seeing that Midoriya never once considered taking up the offer. Midoirya's classmates were all shaking in anticipation, uneasy about what was to come.

Tanji seemed far too excited about Midoriya's abrasiveness and patted his lap in excitement. "Woohoo! You're one mouthy cunt aren't you?"

The kidnapper grinned, nodding at Tanji in agreeance. Midoriya's frown deepened as he stepped forward. Tanji continued to laugh as if Midoriya's words were the most amusing thing he's ever heard. Midoriya grunted as he sent his foot out, kicking Tanji in the throat. Tanji flew back in his seat, the air knocked out of him. His frantic breathing could be heard.

"Cunt likes to kick!" shouted Midoriya spitefully.

People jumped, yelped, cheered, and froze upon Midoriya's attack on Tanji. The bastard of a man had really gotten on everyone's nerves so no one was complaining. In all honesty, many were more impressed with how powerful Midoriya's leg was. His kick was high and fast. Many also were too busy wrapping their heads around what Midoirya had just said.

The kidnapper approached ready for round two. Midoriya narrowed his eyes and faced his body to the man. Midoriya moved forward and sent another kick to a lovely spot in between his legs.

"Get some!"

The kidnapper fell to the ground, reaching for his manhood. Midoriya stood over him mercilessly.

"Ugly bitch!"

Jaws hit the floor with Midoriya's aggressiveness. There was something so hypnotizing about it. The kick to the balls and the shouting gave them heart palpitations. They were all super excited about the fighting. After all, Midoriya was clearly winning. Some of the teachers were still trying to get over the fact Midoriya cursed like there was no tomorrow.

While many of the teenagers were excited about the fighting, they were extremely curious about where it all came from. He never showed an ounce of aggressiveness and his physical abilities in the gym never seemed to change. Midoriya never showed this side to himself so many questions they had would end up going unanswered.

Midoriya stepped on the two villains on his way to the back wall where he grabbed two knives. "You underestimated the wrong quirkless person. I hope you die a painful death."

The two groaned, struggling to get up. Tanji looked up, clutching his throat. "If you were my son, I’d beat the shit out of you."

Midoriya turned around to look at where Tanji pathetically struggled while gripping the knife. "And if I was your son, I’d slit my throat first." Midoriya flicked his wrist, sending the knife to rest right beside Tanji's hand. "Try harder."

Warry glances were exchanged. Bakugo swallowed upon seeing Midoriya's precision. Midoriya had always been seen as competition in Bakugou's eyes, but now he was serious competition. Where Midoriya's desires never wavered before, he now had the physical strength to support his goal.

Some people were freaking out that Midoriya was dangerous. Some people were amazed by his knife skills. Some were cheering for him for telling off the guy. Everyone would rather die than be that pedophile's child.

Midoriya walked out, closed the door, and punched the security panel, sealing the door shut. Letting out a deep breath, Midoriya turned to the group that had been anxiously waiting.

"Okay, let's find where they kept our things and get out of here."

The group found the storage room. Midoriya called the cops and the group all made their way out of the building. The live stream continued, but they could no longer see what was happening. Eventually, the live stream ended when the cops arrived.

When Midoriya arrived the following week after leaving the hospital and taking a mental recovery, he could immediately tell the difference.

There were a lot fewer insults as he went through his day. The underclassmen no longer whispered to one another as he passed them in the hall. His teachers treated him with respect and took him seriously. If he had a question, they actually answered it. If he had a concern, they listened.

It wasn't until Midoriya was in his second year of UA that he found out about the sudden change in behavior. He always believed it was because they knew he had been kidnapped.

Bakugo and Midoriya were munching on some spicy curry when the conversation came up. Midoriya swallowed his bite before speaking. "What did the teachers tell you when I disappeared for a week?"

"Well, they announced you were missing and there would be an investigation held. Before that even happened, the dumbass villain broadcasted you all escaping like an idiot," revealed Bakugo, scoffing before stuffing his face again.

"What! Oh god. So that's why everyone was acting weird," groaned Midoriya, covering his face in embarrassment.

Bakugo made direct eye contact with Midoriya and bluntly commented, "Half the fuckers were scared of you. The other half was all shy and guilty. Besides, you beating up the idiots and shit-talking everyone was funny."

"You think so?" inquired Midoriya, a timid smile on his face at the hidden compliment.

"Shut the hell up you damn nerd!" roared Bakugo, throwing a spoon at Midoriya.

"Wha-chan!" yelped Midoriya as he swiftly dodged the fork.

(The end! Did anyone notice my two references? One from Neon Genesis Evangelion and one from Ozark)