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    Kids of Izuku’s age wake up slowly. That’s what he’s heard. They wake to soft light through curtains, to a parent leaning over them with a gentle smile. A kiss pressed to their forehead. A warm hand cupping their cheek. A quiet voice telling them it’s time to get up, that breakfast is ready, that they’ll be late for school if they don’t hurry. They stretch. They complain. They roll over and steal five more minutes under the blankets. Somewhere in the house, plates clink and something warm sizzles in a pan.

    That’s what normal mornings are supposed to be. Izuku doesn’t remember the last time he slept without fear.

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    Ever since he was very young, Izuku has been used by the Hero Commission for his healing quirk. Instead of going to school or growing up with a family, he’s forced to spend his days healing heroes in critical condition and enduring experiments. That’s all his life has ever been, until Aizawa finds him locked away in the cell Izuku has long since learned to call his room.

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    17 Apr 2026

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    There is a green-haired boy with a blindfold. He’s got a pistol in his hand.
    (He’s got a pistol to his head).

    Six chambers. One bullet. No will to live, no reason to stay.

    There’s a crowd watching the stage he stands on. He hears them, the whisper of fabric, the low murmur and brushing of hands. Money exchanging hands. His hand doesn’t waver.

    Why don’t we raise the stakes?

    Otherwise known as: Izuku plays Russian Roulette as a form of highly illegal entertainment for an anonymous crowd gambling on his life. He doesn’t have much to lose.

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    14 Apr 2026

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    It was different when he first woke. It was like coming back from anesthesia, but with a dark gap in the middle where usually there is nothing, no bridge between before and after. It is not like blinking, not like sleeping, and not exactly like waking.

    Before there had been so much noise; fighting and screaming and bones bursting from skin with a sick squelch, explosions popping in his eardrums. The stench of blood thickened the air, made it hard to breathe in. He remembers running, leaping, heart jackhammering in his chest.

    Then there was nothing. Not quiet, not even silence, just pure absence in a way Izuku had never thought possible. There was no feeling of time passing, or feeling of anything, really. Izuku was, and then, for that period of time he still cannot quantify, he was not.

    or: death is not the end. but sometimes, maybe it should be.

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    12 Apr 2026

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    “Hey, Izuku, wake the fuck up.” He pinches once more, and this time Izuku’s eyes open and stay open a little longer. He can see Izuku’s mouth move around a little, as if he’s trying to figure out how to form words before another groan escapes and he clamps his eyes shut.

    “Kacchan,” Izuku whispers. 

    Katsuki sniffs and licks his lips. “Yeah I’m here. You gotta talk to me, Deku. I gotta know what’s going on.”

    He really needs to know what kind of shape Izuku is in. “He’s awake sensei,” he calls over to the phone, knowing that Aizawa has been paying attention this whole time. “I’m checking him over.”

    Izuku starts to move then, just a short move of his torso up before it’s abruptly cancelled and a loud keen escapes his mouth. Katsuki is left kneeling there, one hand stretched out, eyes wide, as Izuku writhes in pain.

    “What the fuck, Izuku what the fuck,” he mutters, putting a hand on Izuku’s shoulder to still his body. “Talk to me. Talk to me.”

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  5. Public Bookmark 47

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    “I always wondered what those gloves were for. Thank you, Mr. Brekker. You’ve just made this much easier than it could have been.”
    You traitor, Kaz wanted to scream at his own body. You fucking traitor.

    What if Kaz Brekker had been taken at the end of Six of Crows instead of Inej? What if, in the midst of torture, Van Eck uncovered a truly damning secret?

    This work is inspired by the ninth prompt of Whumptober 2025: “We’ll make it alright to come undone.” (touch, flashbacks, scalding)

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    11 Apr 2026