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“Is it about Aizawa?”

“Mainly Aizawa, but we’ll get to him later. Why are you having actual problems heroes work as teachers?” Best Jeanist looked at him dryly.

“In case the school gets attacked.”

“Then get like guards or something. Why have heroes pull double duty and give them more workload as teachers, when all it does it take them away from doing hero work? Instead have retired heroes work here. They probably still have fighting capability, and they have more advice to give students. Plus it gives them someway to sustain themselves after they age out.”

“…Interesting idea.”

“And then there is the fact that Midnight employs her dominatrix persona around children… while that probably makes some students happy, it’s very… it doesn’t bode well… plus the fact she could just easily turn it off and chooses to have her persona on…”

“….Also a good point.”

“And this brings me to one of my biggest issues. All Might.”

“Surely you don’t have an issue with the Number One hero teaching?”

“Technically no. He geniunely cares about students, and despite the lack of professional ability to teach he geniunely wants to see them grow, facilitates a strong environment for them to evolve, my issue lies in the fact that he was trasnformed, when he could just as easily conserve his time and teach as Toshinori.”

“…Feels like that’s more a point to take up with Mr. Yagi.”

“Fair. Now for the cream of the crop. Eraserhead. I admit that his ‘rational’ style of teaching is logical. But the thing is he’s teaching children. Illogical, emotional, children.”

“Can you have this talk with Aizawa?”

“As long as you promise to listen in.”

“I always do.”

“…”

“…Yeah I have a serious problem.”

——-

Aizawa and Best Jeanist sat down with the former rolling his eyes. “You won’t be the first person to complain about my teachings and you won’t be the last.”

“I hosted Bakugos internship, and I found a good bit of… flaws with his personality. This is what prompted my decision to bring up this talk with Nedzu in the first place. And my investigation was worrisome.”

“Let me guess-“

“I’m gonna stop you right there. You facilitate an environment where your students can trust you, and have it under the logic that the world isn’t fair. And while that’s true, it also begs the question, why teach them in the first place?”

“What?”

“If you wanted to show them that life wasn’t fair, you would just throw them into the real world with no training."

"You know I don't actually expel them right?"

"The point I"m making is that your students need to trust you. Also- wait a sec..." He looked through his notes. "How did Izuku Midoriya get last place? One of the kids had the quirk invisibility. If it was physical test then Izuku should have scored higher than her, unless she was somehow doing exercises on par with the one training for One For All."

"..."

"Even your own tests are focused on the more phsycial aspects. You should include some mental aspects on the tests if you want an actual assessment of how the kids think. And on that second note, why didn't Bakugo see a therapist immeadietly? Also wasn't it obvious that there was clearly some issues that needed to be addressed with the class? Katsuki having an inferiroity complex, Shoto only using half his quirk, and Mineta being... Mineta? From what I've seen you haven't actually been doing much to teach them... like at all. You taught Shinso more than anyone in your class."

"...That's-"

"Also why did you never try and help Izuku learn how not to break his bones?"

"I-"

"And why haven't you actually told them that you have a therapist on hand, or direct them to said therapist?"

"...Okay I have some issues with my teaching style."

"You have a lot."

Normally when Kendo woke up in the morning there wasn't a green haired person around her age pointing a gun at her head, but then again, things can change. One punch sent the person through a wall. And now they were talking in a civilized manner.

"Wait..cupid?"

"Yes a cupid."

"I thought-"

"You were picturing the little babies with wings and bows, yes?"

"Mhm."

"Well that's seriously unethical, who would give a baby a bow?"

"Can you at least fly?"

"No, that's only for full-timers."

"Right...and what's with the gun?"

"What do you mean?"

"If you're a cupid, then why aren't you using a bow and arrow?"

"Hard to aim, limited arrow capacity, over all just it being a big unwieldy."

"And the next best option was guns?"

"Still ranged and can carry more ammo."

"...and you were about to shoot me?"

"Yes."

"What for?!"

"I have a quota to meet."

"Quota?"

"Yup, I have to make a certain amount of people fall in love each month."

"Why me?"

"Convenience."

"What?"

"Yea, you were just right there, so I figured one quick shot and boom quota met."

"Would the shot hurt?"

"Oh absolutely."

"What?!"

"I mean, you're getting shot with a real bullet. It'll heal immediately but still."

"I oughta clobber you right now!"

"You already did that- oh wait a sec."

Pulling out his gun, Midoriya shot two people who were crossing the street outside.

"..."

"They were playing will-they/won't-they for years, easier for all parties involved."

"Uh huh.."

"Welp...this has been awkward. Please let's never cross paths again, goodbye, I have a math test today."

"what?" The response came from Aizawa simply and quickly.

Izuku continues. "My quirk, Pervert Blast, allows me to fire out blasts of energy, at their base level equal to a rocket launcher round. Pretty strong already. BUT, the more perverted someone is, the harder it hits them." Izuku demonstrates by firing one at Mineta, sending him flying into a nearby wall (sorry not sorry Mineta. You're this fandom's abuse goblin).

"Well. That seems fairly powerful, though your limits are unknown."

Aizawa makes the mistake of looking away for just a moment, before a pink blast of energy sends him FLYING!

-

All might is in the teacher's lounge, drinking his nutritional paste, when suddenly a black blur flies by the window.

"What in God's name was that?"

"I do believe that was Aizawa."

-

Izuku sweats as he looks between the two Ochako. One is the real, one is toga. His hands glow with pink energy.

"I just can't tell, who's who?"

"C'mon deku, it's me!"

"Deku don't believe her! I'm the real Ochako!"

"Uh.... Um... Y'know what? Screw it, blasting you both."

He fires, both going FLYING. Surprisingly the real Ochako goes farther.

“Well, I don’t think I was technically killed…” Izuku said with a shrug.

“Still!” Ashido replied in shock as she and their classmates looked at him.

“Well…” Izuku said getting pensive. “I’ve been beaten, stabbed, shot, disintegrated, decimated, shot into space, drowned twice, decapitated, burned, poisoned, thrown in lava, suffocated, smothered, irradiated, crushed, and blown up.”

“Besides the time Kacchan blew me up.” He added quickly when all eyes started to turn on Katsuki.

“And…didn’t that all hurt you?” One of them asked him sympathetically.

“Of course. I still have nightmares all the time. That’s why Recovery Girl gives me tranquilizers so I can sleep at night. Because of my healing factor, I need roughly enough of it to bring down an elephant. Otherwise I have night terrors.”

They weren’t sure what was worse. What he was saying or how casually he was saying it. Like he was making a simple statement of fact. Like the sky was blue, or Bakugo was angry.

They were all silent for a long time.

Then Mineta asked “Wait, how did you get shot out into space? And how did you get back on Earth?”

“The HPSC got desperate, and I got caught at the edge of Earth’s gravity and fell back.”

They all stared at him.

“You fell all the way back to earth?”

“You remember that meteor that hit Tsushima a couple months ago? That was me.”

I'm not picky at this point, any story that's either 100k words or clearly approaching it, and NO Bkdk.

Aside from that hit me with some fics that make u go "I WANT MORE!"

Midoriya was standing in front of All Might, or Yagi since he was in his small form, he was informing his sensei that for the next week he'll be unable to clean the beach since he was going to America.

"That's just fine, young Midoriya! I just hope you're ready to work twice as hard in order to catch up when you get back!"

"Don't worry, I will. But I should really get going to the airport."

"Alright, tell your mother I said hello. And I hope you two have fun!"

"Oh, she's not going, she's currently sick with the flu."

"Oh no, that's too bad."

"Yea, so it's just gonna be me. But Auntie Mitsuki is gonna be there to help her, so everything will be fine."

"Alright, I'll see you in a week, young Midoriya!"

--Several hours later in Racoon City: Home of Umbrella--

"Dad, what the Fuck is going on?!"

"It's the virus!"

"Virus?! No this isn't a virus!"

"Yes it is, it's bioengineered!"

"No! Covid is a virus, the flu is a virus! This isn't a virus, what kind of virus makes zombies real?!"

"The one I helped make damn it! Now keep running!"

"You made this shit?!"

"Yes!"

"Why?!"

"I got paid to do it!"

"That doesn't mean you do it, go to the police and heroes!"

"What am I supposed to say?! 'oh hey mr.hero-man, I'm a scientist working for an evil mega corporation that makes bioweapons' that's stupid!"

"You're stupid for doing this!"

"I know, now grab that fuse, I'll get the bolt cutters and spade key!"

"Why are there so many damn puzzles in this town?!"

"I don't know, do you still have the medallion?"

"I had to face a horde of zombies to get this thing, I'm not losing it."

"Good, once we get out of here, I'm calling your aunt."

"What's Mitsuki gonna do about this?"

"Not her, my sister, your aunt Ada."

"You have a sister?"

"Yes..you didn't know this?"

"No!"

"How?!"

"Oh, I don't know, maybe the fact that you barely spent time with me in my early childhood and left to go make super zombie viruses!"

"Touché."

The USJ attack had just began and Shigaraki was expecting this to be an absolute cake walk for the league, so after arriving he was confused as to why Nomu’s health bar wasn’t appearing, he was the first boss of the game after all.

That was until when the player character Izuku Midoriya appeared with a long ass health bar above him, “ wait… what the heck…. Why do you have the bar?… “ he asked confused with the boy saying “ oh, yeah this is kind of embarrassing, but the player got so sick of me constantly getting hurt she decided to do all the side quests to level me up to 100% on everything “.

“ such as the random civilian, hero and villain encounters, all the purse robberies, saving all the Mochia the cats that got stuck in the trees, capturing all the remnants of the villain factory, side fetch quests and finding the stolen All Might statue, along with collecting all 50 of Mei’s missing blueprints, the 200 bronze, silver, gold and platinum collectible hero cards, and unlocked every skin in the game, hence why I have my stealth suit on “ Izuku explained with Shigaraki saying “ but this is only the first boss “, “ yep “ the greenette said cheaply.

“ your max level in an a game with multiple branching paths for the story “ the man said with Izuku saying “ yeah, this is most likely going to lead to the story were I bear Nomu and you go to jail “, “ this sucks “ Shigaraki said before the fight began and the branching path separated from the original began.

TLDR at the end.
Izuku did not know what to expect out of life anymore.

He was living his dream of being a hero again thanks to the suit his friends helped make for him.

He felt like he was accomplishing his purpose in life teaching at UA helping steer the next generation of heroes as well.

Every day felt like a dream come true.

And then aliens invaded…

“You green Martian BASTARDS!” At least his former-bully-turned-best friend/rival Katsuki Bakugo, or Kaachan, was here with him.

“We are not Martians. We are #%^*+s, the martians annihilated themselves millions of cycles ago, you have nothing to worry about Great Explosion Muder God Dynamight.” While it was terrifying when they implanted the Universal translator into them Izuku was still thankful for it, otherwise he wouldn’t understand a single word of what Centurion-that’s what the alien man(?) said his name was-had said.

“Um. Excuse me, Centurion sir?”

“Please. Formalities are unnecessary from a hero such as yourself Deku!” The green-skinned regal looking man from the stars turned away from placating Bakugo and focused his full attention on Izuku, his entire demeanor changed to something embarrassingly like a fan or one of his students.

“Riiight… so why did you attack our planet and abduct us?”

“We did not mean to invade but we needed to draw your world’s greatest heroes and a fake invasion seemed the fastest way to draw you to us, apologies if we went too far!”

“You took a whole city and lifted it INTO THE SKY!” Bakugo helpfully pointed out the, admittedly, awe inspiring & horror striking start of the allegedly “fake” invasion.

“W-We put it back where it belonged!” Centurion defended while revealing his species could stutter apparently.

Taking the initiative, Izuku put on his ‘Sensei’ voice and sternly, but gently, addressed his alien captor with what was bothering him the most since waking up on their ship: “Centurion! When you first appeared in Japan you made a call out for ‘The Greatest Heroes’, LeMillion and Shoto were on the scene almost immediately but you ignored them! Why did you take us two instead?”

Bakugo grumbled something about him being ‘the greatest’ which apparently Centurion heard and whole heartedly agreed with. “We saw both of your fights against the greatest evils your world could created; Dynamight coming back from the edge of death and Deku launching a punch that reverberated throughout your planet! Some of our deep-space scanners caught your strongest SMASH Deku sir…!” Oh no.

“We come from a Galaxy Far Far Away where an evil Warlord threatens the peace and destroys any worlds that do not fold to his Evil Empire, we lost our own world to him already…” Centurion proceeded to explain how a Coalition of Worlds sent out explorers like Centurion to find ways to fight back against the evil empire that threatened to swallow the stars.

Unlike his contemporaries who believed the Earth to be a waste of time Centurion knew from ‘historical records & recordings caught in deep-space’ that Deku & Dynamight would have the power they need to save them All!

“…and so I come to you with my request. I will spend the rest of my life apologizing if I have to but right now I must ask-nay! BEG YOU…” Centurion proceeded to perform a perfect Dogeza “…would you be… OUR Heroes?”

A moment went by, then two, in complete silence.

Centurion broke his supplicant pose for a moment to look up to his would-be saviors, ready to plead with them again and again until his voice went raw. But he stopped himself cold at the looks plastered on the heroes’ faces.

Centurion had studied Humanity’s Historical records extensively so he believed he had a fairly good grasp of Human Facial Expressions:

Dynamight had an ‘Angrily Sucking on a Lemon’ face!

And Deku looked ‘Pale as a Sheet’? He was unsure what a sheet of paper was but Centurion certainly thought the hero looked whiter in the face than should have been possible for his species!

Then both heroes broke out of their stupor at the same time to declare:

“THAT WAS 8 YEARS AGO!”

One in anger, the other in horror.

Centurion recovered well enough, even if he was confused at their reactions; “well yes but our scientific studies says that you humans mature with time, so you should be stronger in your ‘adulthood’ then you were back then. We realize it is not rare in your culture but we %^*+ would never bring children to war!”

Deku was so deep into a doomer spiral of speed muttering that his translator was failing to keep up so Bakugo took over the conversation with barely restrained anger;

“You…! That. Would. NORMALLY! Be true…” anger mixed in with-something else Centurion couldn’t place-strained every word Dynamight spit out at him. The explosive hero had to take several deep breaths before continuing: “…but the nerd-DEKU! Deku… lost his quirk, he doesn’t have that power anymore!” Sadness. There was a sadness and regret mixed in with Dynamight’s proclamation but all Centurion could really focus on was one of his heroes being seemingly depowered!

Following Bakugo’s example Izuku took multiple deep breaths and slowed down his mouth to regular speaking speeds again, stamping down his panic. “Centurion… I am not the hero I used to be, I’ve been a civilian for the last 8 years and became a school teacher!”

“B-but you fought me back in Japan! You didn’t use your full power but you kept up and used some of the same abilities from the records!”
Centurion was growing desperate, did he make a mistake or were they trying to trick him?! The idea of his human idols attempting to trick him would have been better than to believe they weren’t what he expected anymore-what they NEEDED!

“My friends spent eight long years working hard to give me another chance at being a hero…” Deku couldn’t hold back the grateful smile that took over his face at recalling the great gift the people he loved worked hard to give him, Bakugo was better at hiding it even if he did seem to puff up in pride at his role in helping with the creation of The Suit. “…but the suit is nowhere near the same level of power as I had back then!” Aaaand there went dynamight’s mood.

“It runs on a battery and really only my friends Melissa and Hatsume can fix it when it gets damaged and then there’s…” and now he’s mumbling again. Bakugo did NOT need to hear this again, so the suit wasn’t perfect-SUE HIM! It was still good enough to blast Deku into the top ten, even if most of his ranking had been popularity from the war Deku had still worked hard at every incident & case he showed up for when not in class.

And now he’s mumbling about not being that good and that REALLY SET BAKUGO OFF! “Shut up Deku! Even if you’re on a timer you are still a goddamn hero you bastard!!” His sudden anger snapped both Izuku and Centurion out of their spiraling thoughts.

“Th-tha-that’s right! It’s like Dynamight says! You are still a hero and your suit shouldn’t be a problem for our scientists and engineers to figure out!” A plan was beginning to form in Centurion’s mind “if we can upgrade your power source and update some of the human tech with ours you can still help us! Even if you do not reach the same level of power as 8 years ago with your heroic spirit, our technology and Dynamight’s God-like explosive speed we can still-!”

“Oh Kaachan can’t go that fast anymore…”

“…”

“…deeeekuuuuu…!” Bakugo seethed at what he knew Izuku was about to reveal.

“He has a heart condition from the injuries he sustained 8 years ago, he can’t use his… ‘God Explosion Mode’ anymore.” God Explosion Mode being the name chosen by Dynamight’s Fan Club for the powered up Awakened state he used to defeat All For One. Said Awakened State he had tried to access a few times after graduation through training & recovery but always resulting in a visit to the doctor, multiple stern lectures about not pushing himself that far unnecessarily and at least one heart attack. To be fair; no other villain on the level of All For One had risen in the time since the Final War against the League of Villains so he really had had no need for God Explosion Mode, he was just pissed that a physical condition kept him from what should have been his Peak Power.

Centurion for his part seemingly didn’t take it that bad? He seemed laser focused on the screen like device on the back of his gauntlet.

“Infirmary. Come in. Prepare the OR for surgery. R&D. Do you copy? How quickly can you design and produce a replacement human heart?” Centurion casually spoke into his comms

“SURGERY?!/LIKE HELL!!” Reigniting the panic & fury from the two men-who throughout all of this had STILL been tied up with the sci-fi equivalent of rope…

“It’ll be a setback for sure…” “DONT YOU DARE MONOLOGUE OVER US!” “…but I believe you two to still be the heroes we need!”

Blaring sounds and a message that their translator implants translated to EXITING HYPERSPACE FLIGHT all but cemented the inevitable of their soon to begin Space Adventure.
“It, also, uhm-just so happens to be too late to turn back… we’ve left your Galaxy entirely. Sorry.”

Centurion composed himself and brandished his best smile, not too dissimilar from how an All Might Look-like would sport, Deku thought. “Like you humans like to say; ‘you are not in Kansas anymore’!” The wall behind Centurion glows bright for a moment before becoming completely See-through, the new window exposing the Earthling heroes to vistas never before seen outside of the movies-and even those that Katsuki & Izuku could conjure up did not compare to the sights before them.

“Welcome to the Greater Intergalactic Community. And to The Guardian’s Headquarter World”

“…I’m going to miss the rest of the semester aren’t I…?”

Bakugo: *INHALES* “son of A FU-!”

*meanwhile back on Earth, Milky Way Galaxy*

“So, just to summarize: our numbers 4 & 5 heroes are gone, possibly abducted, aliens are real and an entire city of people held hostage in the air just dropped back down to where it was… I get everything?” the current, though hopefully not for much longer, President of the HPSC Keigo Takami questioned the boardroom of government officials, police representatives and top heroes assembled before him.

“Well. At least the city is in one piece” the former Pro Hero attempted to focus on the positive.

“Um, actually…” began one of said government officials “…while there were no grievous injuries caused by the displacement of the city, other than those inflicted by the panic, the area that was taken & put back was seemingly re-inserted into the earth… backwards?”

A moment of silence for the Minister of The Interior.

“None of the utilities can be reconnected since they quite literally do not line up anymore…”

Gonna have to call Cementos out of retirement. Again. “Welp! Literally anything else?” The former pro-hero turned Commission president asked sardonically hoping for no further responses.

Then literal Men in Black walked in

“Allow us to Introduce Ourselves.”

TLDR; Deku & Dynamight embark on a cosmic adventure! While entirely unprepared and far from their peak… but the aliens that took them are fans! A Post-End of Series Fic Idea.

Izuku woke up groggily feeling his hands tied together.

"Wh, what's going on?"

He asks as he feels himself jostled around in a horse drawn carriage. Looking up, Izuku sees a woman with blonde hair wearing blue and brown armor, her breasts squished into it as Izuku looks at her face instead.

"Hey you! You're finally awake. You were trying to cross the border right? Walked into the Imperial ambush, same as us, and that thief over there."

The woman says and Izuku blanks. Trying to remember where he heard that line before. Ignoring the others conversation as they arrive to a place called Helgen.

"Alright Izuku, you've definitely heard those words before, but where?"

He asks himself before he's rudely placed onto a chopping block. Closing his eyes, he tries to call on OFA but can't. Accepting his death until he hears something roar. Looking up, Izuku wordlessly stares into the red eyes of a black humanoid dragon. A black humanoid dragon that is naked with her breasts, way bigger than any woman could naturally have, are out before she calls upon a meteor storm.

"Oh that's where I heard that line before."

Izuku quietly says as he slowly gets up. Remembering how Mineta had bragged to him and his other male classmates about how he has started to play a game called Skyrim with a bunch of mods installed.

"If you guys can hear me, remind me to strangle Mineta once I get out."

Izuku says to himself as he runs to the tower with his hands still bound. Hoping he can at least still communicate with the vestiges of OFA as he hopes he has someone he can openly talk to. Especially since Izuku is going to be living in a Mineta modded version of Skyrim for the foreseeable future.

Basically Mineta and Shinso become rivals because Mineta is the lowest ranked 1-A student and if Shinso moves up he replaces him but Mineta somehow and someway always stays in the number 20 spot:

Shinso pointed a thumb at himself, Mineta watched. "And I'm a man who loves to play with boy..." His voice trailed off as he realized what he was about to say.

All of class A burst into laughter. Shinso looked around angrily as they did, "Hang on! Hang on! Shut up! Shut up! What I meant to say...was...listen!"

He pointed at Mineta again, sweat beading on his forehead. "What I meant to say...is that you're a boy and I'm a man...and in this match I'm gonna manhandle you-...SHUT UP!" He screamed as Monoma bowed his head and shook it while Shoda let out a massive belly laugh. Yui and Reiko seemed embarrassed to be a part of this.

"Alright! Alright! Listen! Mineta, you're a boy and I'm a man! And when we get into the match I'm gonna get on top of you and...AH SHIT!"

Izuku after finding out he was quirkless at 4 years old was wondering the woods after Kacchan refused his help after falling off the log. Izuku found 4 trinkets with 4 different animals the hound, eagle, flies and serpent. Izuku still saddened by the fact that he is quirkless mutters under his breath "I wish I had the power to be a hero". The trinkets start to glow and slowly but surely whispers appear in his mind and 4 Gods of Chaos simultaneously layered over each other said "We can help with that".

Years later

"Who summons Ku'gath Plaguefather? Oh, it's you. I hope you have a good reason to interrupt my experiments."

"I do, oh great Ku'gath. I found a creation with a capability for self-healing that I thought could interest you."

"This one? Very well, let's see what this is. Oh, interesting, he could recover from the basic attacks. Let's up the ante a bit. Hmm... Curious. I'm compelled to drop this... Nomu in my cauldron, and experiment with him."

"The Nomu is yours if you want it, oh Plaguefather."

" Hmm, subservient as usual. I'm glad you called me for this. Now this foreign piece of science is mine to experiment and infect. Grandfather Nurgle is pleased with your service."

Due to sacrificing the USJ Nomu a Great Unclean One Daemon of Nurgle is bashing the villain's while all the hero students watch in horror of the villains being coved in shit, rot and disease.

Khorne loves it when Izuku and Bakugo fight. He gives them both a boost because it always gets a bit bloody. Izuku has a flesh hound of Khorne as a pet he uses her as resource to fight villains and find lost civilians in natural disasters.

A Keeper of Secrets of Slaanesh is trying to tempt Izuku and Uraraka to enter a relationship in the most degenerate way possible that makes even Mineta clean his act up least The Keeper of Secrets switch targets. Slaanesh making him just a tiny bit more attractive every day until someone notices... A fiend of Slaanesh is Izuku's other pet which he uses more ambushes and speed plus the fact that the fiend has venom in both her tongue and stingers

A Lord of Change whispers about quicks that Izuku finds absolutely delicious to write about in his notebook for his pursuit of knowledge. The notebook starts looking like the Necronomicon ex-mortis due to the influence of Chaos. An Iridescent Horror handles Izuku's paperwork and bureaucracy as a personal secretary.

"Excerpts from when Izuku made a deal with the Chaos Gods for enough power to be a hero, but the Chaos Gods are actually pretty chill in this one. And Slaanesh may or may not want him as her consort"

Tensions had been simmering between Class 1-A and Class 1-B ever since the Sports Festival, where Class A had ultimately dominated much of the competition… and the media spotlight. There had been some friendships formed, yes (most notably Eijiro Kirishima and Tetsutetsu Tetsutetsu), but the two classes’ relationship by in large was dominated by rivalry, resentment, Bakugo, Monoma, and general tendency for any joint gathering to quickly spiral into competition. So when news of the first couple among their year reached the resident shippers - Mina Ashido and Tokage Setsuna - nobody expected it to be a cross-class relationship… let alone between the two individuals described.

“Tokoyami and Shiozaki?!” Mina spluttered in disbelief.

Tokage was just staring into space, stunned beyond measure. “… Yeah…”

“Tokoyami — he was hanging around Class B more often, but I assumed it was because him and Kuroiro are pretty much the same person, being obsessed with darkness and melancholy and all of that goth stuff,” Mina murmured, before her amber eyes widened. “And… oh, God. He’s been writing poetry, Setsuna! It wasn’t just him being all obsessed with Edgar Allen Poe! It was LOVE POETRY! That’s, like, Romance 101!”

“Shiozaki, she…” Setsuna seemed almost faint. “She pressed flowers into Tokoyami’s books! They exchanged books! And she started mentioning darkness and melancholy and all of that in her prayers — she’s pretty much an angel in mortal form, Ashido! Light, purity, nature! Nothing like what Tokoyami is! How does this make sense?!”

“Opposites attract?” Mina suggested.

“THIS GOES BEYOND THAT!” Setsuna screamed.

Elsewhere, Fumikage and Ibara sat beneath a tree, quietly pouring over a book as Ibara rested her head on Fumikage’s shoulder. Her vine-like hair brushed against the feathers coating his neck, and Dark Shadow curled up on the other side of her. “He likes you here.”

“Dark Shadow. Please be silent, I wish to read in peace,” Fumikage said in that familiar monotone… though he couldn’t help but allow a faint smile to curl across his beak as Ibara gently kissed his cheek. She smiled, and that smile felt as radiant as the sun.

I'm genuinely interested in how fans would write scenes like this or try to make Uraraka fight Stain.

Izuku sighed as he walked home from high-school drained.

"At least Kacchan and everyone else left me be for the most part."

He muttered to himself quietly while deciding to grab the mail before entering his apartment. Ever since finding out that he did have a quirk when he was thirteen, one that allowed him to gain a permanent copy of anyone he has sex with quirk, albeit an upgraded version, he was embarrassed. Especially since people with sexual based quirks are treated as if they had a "villainous" quirk.

"What the?"

Izuku muttered after reading the envelope again. Seeing that it is from an all female hero college, one that is basically Seiai's academy's rivals. Going to his apartment, he leaves every other piece of mail on the counter for his mom and goes to his room to read the letter. Reading in his room, Izuku laughs, though more out of insanity.

"Is, is this a joke?"

He says as he reads that he has been accepted into the hero course, despite him not sending an application.

"Hopefully I can clear this misunderstanding up."

Izuku said as he sees that he can come to the school the next day to talk about his enrollment. The next day Izuku gets on the train and heads to the school, thanking that it's currently Saturday. Getting there, Izuku sees a tall woman waiting for him outside.

"You must be Midoriya. Follow me."

She says as she leads Izuku to the dean's office after Izuku had asked for her autograph. Meeting the pro heroine Vanish, a pro hero who has a line of sight teleportation quirk called Blink, wasn't what he was expecting but he was happy with it.

"Ah you must be Mr. Midoriya. Come in!"

A feminine voice said after Izuku knocked on the door and enters. Seeing the strategy and combat heroine Whiplash, a pro hero who could turn her fingers into whips, at the desk.

"Yes I believe there was a mistake with my ah, enrollment? I'm a man, not a woman."

Izuku says after sitting down. Whiplash smiling before shaking her head no.

"Nope. No mistake. You are except into the college once you graduate. Though that's only if you want to."

She says as Izuku's eyes widen.

"But why?"

He asks as Whiplash smiles.

"It's because I want to watch a real life version of only one man in an all girls school. Don't worry, you won't get in trouble for sleeping any of your fellow classmates as long as it was consensual in the first place."

She tells Izuku as he looks dumbfounded at her. Processing what she just said. It is then that he remembers that Bakugo said that he hopes he enjoys what he did to him. Making him realize that Bakugo set this in motion.

Izuku after analysing Confession decided to tell everything about himself and other things and continue fighting the fused Overhaul who was firing confession at him. Eraserhead was making sure Overhaul was not able to use his Quirk and Mirio was moving Nighteye (who lost his Quirk to the Quirk destroying bullet). In that moment Izuku got inspiration from Overhaul.

Izuku "Separate the power"

He began separating OFA into two pieces the 2nd piece being much smaller than the original finally getting something worthy of calling

" Ultimate Move: OFA full cowling Double Core".

now he can handle 25%.

Meanwhile Eri was taken to a safe place immediately after being found.

(Everyone I thought this idea was good and it actually make sense to me so let me know what are your thoughts on this idea 🧐)

So let's say that on top of being a hero school, UA also has multiple Youth Behavioral Rehabilitation Programs for different issues. And one of those programs is "Perverts Anonymous". Mineta is obviously forced to enroll after the whole sports festival fiasco. But who else should be "volun-told" to go?

It would be hilarious if Ochaco and Izuku finally see their newborn daughter for the first time in the hospital, they immediately notice her face looks exactly like Himiko.

Someone please send me fanfics! Any would do!

Floating several meters above the ground, his pristine suit fluttering to the rhythm of the thermal updrafts, All For One weighed the perfect strike to destroy the Symbol of Peace once and for all. Before him stood a haggard, bleeding All Might, barely clinging to the dying embers of his flame. Victory was not merely imminent: it had been engineered with millimeter precision.

Then, the emperor of the underworld descended slowly, setting his polished dress shoes upon the rubble to take in the scenery and savor the moment. His quirk-radar swept the perimeter, surveying the surroundings.

And that was when his sensors picked it up.

About forty meters away, half-hidden behind a collapsed pillar, was Izuku. His little, fragile, freckled Izu. The very same boy he used to read feudal lord tales to before pretending to leave on business trips abroad.

Except Izuku wasn’t alone. He was on his knees, shielding with his own body a tiny, white-haired girl sporting a small horn on her forehead. The little girl trembled from head to toe, clutching the torn fabric of Izuku’s green costume as if it were her only anchor in the entire universe.

"Daddy… I’m scared," the girl sobbed, burying her face into the boy’s chest.

AFO.exe has stopped working.

All For One froze entirely. The hum of raw strength quirks, muscle enhancers, and shockwaves died down inside him, one after another. His brain, capable of orchestrating nationwide conspiracies for over a century, crashed against a single, unforeseen variable.

Daddy?, My Izu… a father?, She’s like six years old! How early did this boy start? Who is the mother? Why didn’t anyone throw him a gender reveal party?!

I’m a grandfather!

All Might, fist raised and face drenched in blood, readied himself for the final clash, his breathing ragged.

"All For One! This ends here and n—!"

"Shut up for a second, Toshinori, I’m in the middle of something important," the villain dismissed with absolute disdain, putting a hand up to shush him.

From within the folds of his black suit jacket, the man who plunged Japan into a dark age pulled out a cell phone. With surprisingly hurried fingers, he dialed the number saved on speed dial under the contact name Gorgeous Wife.

Barely two rings went by.

"Inko? Yes, it's me, Hisashi," he said, turning his back completely on the Pro Heroes. "Listen to me closely, I’m in a work meeting and it’s pretty loud here. What do you mean I’m a grandfather?"

On the other end of the line, Inko’s voice sounded somewhere between bewildered and mildly exasperated:

"Hisashi? What on earth are you talking about? Where are you? You said you were coming back from California last month and—"

"Inko, don’t change the subject!" he exclaimed, dropping his voice to an urgent whisper. "I am looking at our son this very second. He has a little girl in his arms. An adorable, pale little creature with a precious tiny horn. And she just called him daddy! Why am I only finding out now that I have a granddaughter? Where was I? Why didn’t you send me an ultrasound picture?!"

All Might slowly lowered his arms, blinking in an utter stupor that hurt far worse than his internal injuries. A few meters away, Izuku froze petrified, his gaze darting between the terror of the battlefield and the sheer horror of hearing his father’s voice echoing through the helmet of the country’s worst nightmare.

"What little girl, Hisashi?!" Inko shrieked through the receiver. "Izuku is sixteen years old, he barely knows how to cook rice without burning it!"

"Well, it looks like he matured ahead of schedule, Inko! And the child is cold, she’s terrified in the middle of a dump. Hold on, don’t hang up."

All For One pulled the phone away for a second, locked his eyeless visor straight onto Izuku, and, in the booming authoritative tone of a father at Christmas dinner, barked across the crater:

"Izuku Midoriya! Why is my granddaughter in the middle of an active war zone?! Get that child to safety right this instant or I swear I'm confiscating your action figures until you turn thirty!"

Izuku felt reality unraveling faster than the crumbling buildings around him. Did All For One—All Might’s living nightmare, the titan of destruction—just threaten to seize his All Might collection while on the phone with his mom?

"D-Dad...?" the freckled boy stammered, pale as a sheet, still holding Eri protectively against his chest.

Before he could piece together a single coherent thought, a blast of wind and dust kicked up before them. With a brutal crash that splintered the asphalt, an athletic silhouette dropped into a low crouch right in front of Izuku and the girl.

Mirko snapped upright, rabbit ears erect on maximum alert, muscles taut and combat-ready, a defiant grin plastered across her bloodied face.

"Hang tight, kid!" the Number 5 hero roared, flexing legs packed with pure dynamite. "I don’t know what the hell this masked sack of potatoes is rambling about, but he’ll lay a finger on you over my dead body!"

All For One regarded the rabbit woman with a clinical, calculating gaze. His brain, a supercomputer sharpened across centuries of Machiavellian plots, processed the scene in micro-fractions of a second:

* Long, voluminous white hair: present on the rabbit heroine.

* Long, voluminous white hair: present on the child.

* Visible mutant traits: present on the heroine.

* Visible mutant traits: present on the child.

* A feral, instinctual beast throwing herself between danger and her offspring: archetypal maternal behavior.

* Izuku had always harbored a weakness for intense personalities with high-tier quirks.

A spark of absolute epiphany flashed behind the villain's visor.

He leveled an accusatory finger, trembling faintly with a mix of outrage and familial shock.

"YOU!!" All For One bellowed, his voice echoing like thunder across the ruined landscape.

Mirko scowled, stepping forward with clenched fists.

"What’s your problem, egghead? You want a piece of me? Come get it!"

"Don’t you dare take that tone with me, young lady!" the dark lord shot back. "WHY IS MY DAUGHTER-IN-LAW ALLOWING MY GRANDDAUGHTER IN AN ACTIVE COMBAT ZONE?!"

Mirko blinked. One of her ears flopped slightly to the side.

"Daughter-in-law? What the sh—"

"I am talking about basic responsibility, Miss Rabbit!" AFO cut her off, gesturing wildly with both hands. "Do you have any idea how difficult it is to juggle a marriage and a double life in the criminal underworld, only to find out behind my back that my son hooked up with a Top 10 hero?! And not just that! You two had a child! Did you give any thought whatsoever to the girl's financial future?! Izuku hasn't even graduated from U.A.! Who is paying for her health insurance?! Who is buying the diapers?! Are you keeping her in an underground daycare while the two of you play cops and robbers?!"

Silence smothered Kamino once more. All Might stared blankly up at the sky, desperately wishing some rogue quirk would render him deaf.

Mirko, processing every syllable through a brand of logic that completely bypassed common sense, looked at All For One. Then she looked down: she saw the pale, white-haired girl with red eyes identical to her own, shivering in the arms of the freckled kid. She looked back at Izuku, and then at the girl again.

Inside her adrenaline-fueled, kick-happy brain—entirely devoid of diplomatic filters—something clicked.

Moving with terrifying speed, she pivoted and got right up in a horrified Izuku's face, glaring down at him with a murderous scowl.

"Hey, BROCCOLI!!" Mirko shouted, barely an inch away, pointing a sharp finger at Eri. "Why the hell didn't you tell me we had a daughter?!"

"WHAAAAAT?!!!" Izuku shrieked. "RUMI-SAN, NO!! YOU AND I NEVER EVEN SPOKE UNTIL THREE WEEKS AGO AT THAT ONE PRESS BRIEFING!! THIS IS NOT BIOLOGICALLY POSSIBLE!!"

"Don’t hit me with weird medical excuses, freckles!" Mirko barked, clutching her own head, thoroughly offended. "The kid is my spitting image! Look at my hair! Look at hers! She’s got red eyes and looks like she wants to dropkick someone! When did this happen?! Was it after some agency bash where I had way too much fermented juice?! Are you hiding custody of my own kid from me, you reckless little brat?!"

hi guys i literally live for tdrk angst and i would very much appreciate and cry tears of happiness if you guys can give me recs!

I remember that he had AfO, or a similar quirk at least, and there was this old dude who had a quirk that could nullify the quirks of people he touched. I'm pretty sure he offers it to Izuku?