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Tenya Iida has created a group chat!

Tenya Iida has added:

1. Ashido Mina
2. Asui Tsuyu
3. Bakugou Katsuki
4. Iida Tenya
5. Jirou Kyouka
6. Kaminari Denki
7. Kirishima Eijirou
8. Kouda Kouji
9. Midoriya Izuku
10. Mineta Minoru
11. Ojiro Mashirao
12. Satou Rikidou
13. Sero Hanta
14. Shinsou Hitoshi
15. Shouji Mezou
16. Todoroki Shouto
17. Tokoyami Fumikage
18. Uraraka Ochako
19. Yaoyorozu Momo
20. Yuuga Aoyama
21. Aizawa-sensei

10:17am

Tenya Iida: Hello! I have made this chat so that we have a way to communicate with each other at ease!

*Aizawa-sensei has gone offline*

Midoriya Izuku: No! Aizawa-Sensei, please dont goooooo

Kirishima Eijirou: Mido-bro, you good?

Todoroki Shouto: He’s fine, he just stayed up all night for the past 2 nights doing homework and exercising. 

Kirishima Eijirou: And you know this how?

Todoroki Shouto: No.

*Todoroki Shouto has left the chat*

10:22am

*Todoroki Shouto has re-joined the chat*

Midoriya Izuku: AND STAY, YOU. YOU ARE LOVED AND APPRECIATED AND YOU. WILL. STAY.

Uraraka Ochako: WAT

Asui Tsuyu: WHAT *kero*

Bakugou Katsuki: HOW LONG HAS HE BEEN AWAKE FOR.

Midoriya Izuku: Daysss! Many days.

Midoriya Izuku: are you proud of me yet Mothman? You better be proud. I worked hard on that shrine.

Midoriya Izuku: You had better be freaking proud of me.

Kirishima Eijirou: M-Mido? Are you, uh, are you good over there?

Todoroki Shouto: Babe i swear you need to calm down and let me in your dorm

Todoroki Shouto: wrong chat sorry

Uraraka Ochako: wait yall are dating?

Ashido Mina: IZU-CHAN CALM THE EF DOWN

Todoroki Shouto: Mina-- 

Todoroki Shouto: *sigh* 

Todoroki Shouto: you know what, forget it.

Bakugou Katsuki: It's not like i care about any of you damn extras, so don't you DARE take this the wrong way

Kirishima Eijirou: DUDE! be nice.

Bakugou Katsuki: Everybody who wishes to remain sane I suggest you leave now and hide under a rock until someone comes to get you.

Asui Tsuyu: bakugou, being serious & kind at once? *kero*

Todoroki Shouto: Who fucking made him cry. He’s still trying to type so I know it was one of you. WHO DO I HAVE TO KILL.

Uraraka Ochako: Scroll up. (hint: Izu.) Also, protective much?

Todoroki Shouto: Oh. 

Kaminari Denki: OOOOOHHHHHHHHH!!!--

Todoroki Shouto: Thank you.

Kaminari Denki: o h.

Kaminari Denki: That was disappointing. But I have important business to conduct!

*Kaminari Denki has changed your names!*

Ashido Mina- acid

Asui Tsuyu- kermit

Bakugou Katsuki- LEMon

Iida Tenya- zoomies

Jirou Kyouka- waves

Kaminari Denki- pikapika

Kirishima Eijirou- shark

Kouda Kouji- animals

Midoriya Izuku- brokenbonejuice

Mineta Minoru- fucker

Ojiro Mashirao- karate

Satou Rikidou- sugar

Sero Hanta- tapey

Shinsou Hitoshi- violets

Shouji Mezou- strong boi

Todoroki Shouto- candy

Tokoyami Fumikage- banquet of darkness

Uraraka Ochako- gravity

Yaoyorozu Momo- easybakeoven

Yuuga Aoyama- *sparkle*

Aizawa-sensei- coffee

zoomies: Kaminari-san, that is extremely inappropriate! 

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03:04am

*Yagi Toshinori has joined the chat!*

*Yagi Toshinori has changed their name to ALLMIGHT! !*

ALLMIGHT!: I AM HERE NOW!

*acid is online!*

acid: why are you awake, toshinori-sensei?

acid: it’s 3am, shouldn’t you be asleep?

LEMon: both of you stfu.

*acid is offline*

ALLMIGHT!: oh.

4:30am

*brokenbonejuice is online !*

Brokenbonejuice: hey guys!  

Brokenbonejuice: does anybody want to join me and Todo-kun for a jog?

*zoomies is online !*

zoomies: i would be happy to accompany you on a brisk morning jog, young Midoriya!

zoomies: as long as it is alright with @candy.

Brokenbonejuice: great!  

Brokenbonejuice: He says it’s fine for you to come with!

*LEMon is online !*

LEMon: what are you idiots blabbering about this time!?

Brokenbonejuice: oh, hey Kacchan!

Brokenbonejuice: i was just seeing if anyone wanted to come and run with Todoroki-kun and me! 

Brokenbonejuice: Iida said yes, but I was wondering if you wanted to come too?

LEMon: No, you damn nerd, I don't want to run with you and your stupid boyfriend. It's bad enough watching you two in the hallways.

candy: An insult to my looks, whatever. An insult to my intellect? That’s just plain rude, Kacchan.  

Later

Brokenbonejuice: @pikapika do you wanna play truth or dare?

*pikapika is online !*

Pikapika: sure!

Pikapika: @all anybody who wants to play, come downstairs to the common room!

*brokenbonejuice is offline*

*candy is offline*

*zoomies is offline*

*pikapika is offline*

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The entirety of class 1-A is hanging out in the common room, playing games, talking, and studying, on a wonderful clear Saturday morning where it seems as though nothing could go wrong. Only one member is conspicuously absent from the group. Being the shortest and least liked, he's usually the last to be noticed, something which sadly will likely only increase the number of times the following behavior will occur over the rest of their high school years.

Then Mineta walks in, holding something behind his back and grinning, clearly very proud of his find. Sighing, Midoriya asks “Who’s underwear did you find this time, you pervert…”

Cackling, Mineta holds up a black vest-like-thing, and waves it around. 

As though electrified, Izuku sits bolt upright, dislodging Shoto, and looks like he’s about to throw up, alerting everyone else in the room that something is very, very wrong. “Izu-” Shoto starts, only to be interrupted with the most scared-sounding voice any of them has ever heard come out of Midoriya’s mouth.

“Mineta… Mineta please… Not now, not yet- I’m not ready!”

Trigger warning: transphobia and homophobia in the form of outing someone as trans without consent, then deadnaming and misgendering them in front of others. detailed panic attack and mentions of physical harm to another.

Mineta just smiles and throws the garment to the floor. He says “I can’t believe I even touched that thing”, face distorting further into in a wide grin as Midoriya panics further, beginning to hyperventilate and mumble between breaths.

Everyone looks more confused by the second- everyone but Todoroki and Bakugou, one steaming lightly and the other snarling curse words and nonsense, Bakugou struggling to break out of a confused but determined Kirishima’s hardened grasp.

Midoriya turns to Kirishima and Bakugou, and whispers “Ka- Kacchan- help-” but gets cut off by the little grape asking “Do you know what that dirty little piece of fabric is?”

The air in the room seems to freeze- or maybe that's just Todoroki realizing what's about to happen and sending a wave of ice at Mineta, who somehow manages to dodge- and everyone’s attention visibly snaps to the hyperventilating Midoriya, who's currently mutilating the couch cushions with his bare hands.

“It’s a binder.  It’s Izumiko’s. I found it in her room."

The room is dead silent aside from Bakugou yelling struggling to kill Mineta and Midoriya now full-on sobbing as Todoroki tries to kill Mineta while consoling his boyfriend.

Katsuki finally succeeded in getting away from Kirishima, and he and Todoroki launch themselves at Mineta at the same time, ice, fire, and explosions flying around the room, coupled with purple balls, shrieks of pain, and sobs and strangled thank-you’s coming from Midoriya.

After about 20 long seconds of screaming, Todoroki breaks away from the fight, heads back over to the couch, and slides onto the couch next to Midoriya, gently kissing his forehead and whispering "I love you, Izuku," before gently lifting the still-crying Midoriya off of the couch and carrying him over to Bakugo.

Right as Uraraka was about to float Mineta out the window, Aizawa bursts in, and then just pauses, taking in Bakugo and Todoroki holding a sobbing Midoriya between them, a frozen Mineta whacking into the ceiling, the black fabric lump on the floor, and the shocked and angry expressions on everyone’s face, and says “I’m not going to ask you what happened or why, but I do need Mineta otherwise you all will get in major trouble. Someone take Midoriya to my room, and if Mic is there, ignore him, sit down, and wait for me. Two of you may accompany Midoriya there.”

Katsuki nods, as does Todoroki, and Uraraka lets Mineta down with a sad scowl on her face. As they walk past it, Bakugo bends and grabs the binder, wadding it in one hand as he puts the other back around Midoriya's shoulders, just underneath Todoroki's arm. As they leave the room, you can hear a whispered “The binder doesn’t make you, remember. You make you.” from one of the two boys flanking Midoriya, and an answering sniffle and small nod. 

As the door to the elevator shuts and the trio moves out of earshot, everyone starts to talk at the same time. Sato thinks they should all work together to make Midoriya something to remind him that they all care about him. Mina thinks they should text Katsuki in a few minutes to ask him to remind Midoriya that everyone here loves and accepts him and to and invite the three of them back down once they’re ready. Iida thinks they should expel Mineta and not let him into any other hero schools and have this on record to show that he's not suitable for hero work.

All of these things are agreed to, and thus the kitchen chaos begins.

Summary: Mineta was snooping in Midoriya’s room and found a binder with Midoriya's deadname on it, brought it out to the common room, outed Midoriya, and then deadnamed and misgendered him intentionally in front of the rest of the class. Everybody tries to comfort Midoriya, and Aizawa comes in to stop them from doing too much damage to Mineta, saying that instead he'll be expelled and banned from any other hero schools with this as a permanent mark on his record.

Later

“DENKI WAI-”

Fwoompf.

“There goes the flour…” Mina sighs, “Katsuki’s gonna kill us both.” Denki shrieks and tries to sweep the flour under the oven and fridge, sending a cloud of flour all over himself and then all over the rest of the kitchen when he trips over a mixing bowl Kirishima left on the floor.

At this point, they’re all laughing, crying, and trying to save Kaminari from the impending doom in the form of Katsuki’s ever-nearing voice in the hallway. The trying turns into a breathless, flour-coated scramble, then a panic, and the cake batter winds up on the walls and ceiling, Kaminari on the fridge, and Eijiro’s butt-cape stuck in the oven door. Yes, he thought he should wear one of his (old and worn, to his credit) hero costumes to bake, because “there’s less to get messy, so less to clean, and baking for a friend in need is a heroic deed!”

Alerted by the yells of a panicked Kirishima, Mina, and Kaminari, the others in the building hurried to the source of the noise and found Bakugou holding Kirishima and Mina, and standing over a screaming Kaminari, who had gotten cornered in an attempt to crawl into a cabinet to hide. Laughing softly- cut off by a hiccup-, Midoriya walks up to Bakugo and gives him a side-hug, then reaches out and works Bakugo's fingers out of the backs of Mina and Kirishima's shirts. They both run and drag Kaminari out from under the counter and pull him over to the couch in the adjacent room, flopping down and fake-crying dramatically about how they all saw their lives flash before their eyes and Midoriya is a total lifesaver.

"I'D DO ANYTHING FOR YOU, BRO!" Kaminari yells, and Kirishima nods, adding a very fitting "SO MANLY!" Laugh-crying and pressing the back of her hand to her forehead, Mina stands, then pretends to faint into Izuku's arms, shouting "MY NOBLE SAVIOR!" before laughing and flopping out of his arms and onto the couch again. "Well," Midoriya starts, then hiccups again, "If you'd do anything for me we could start by playing some truth or dare. It's a really popular pre-quirk game that teenagers played at parties and stuff a lot, but you need a big group to play so I've never really gotten the chance to try it." Bakugo pulls a face, but Midoriya turns to him and says "Oh, stop it, you, you know it's not just your fault." Raising an eyebrow, Kirishima looks at the two curiously, but then gets distracted by Uraraka asking "how do you even play truth or dare? is it just asking questions?" 

Nodding and sitting down on the floor, Midoriya enthusiastically starts explaining the rules, hiccups slowing down with the added distraction, and Bakugo nods once curtly at Uraraka in thanks for drawing attention away from him and Midoriya, and helping distract said boy from everything that had happened earlier that day.

A few minutes into the game, once everyone has truth-or-dared someone else and some people have taken a shot of mustard-ketchup-soy-sauce-coffee (the alchohol substitute for people who didn't want to do something), the questions are getting more and more creative and typical of very close teenagers.

“Uhm, Midoriya, truth or dare?” Kaminari asks, looking over at Midoriya, who took a shot 2 rounds ago and was still trying to expel a lung from breathing it. 

“D- *hAcK* Da- *wHeEzE* Dare!” 

“Okay! Uhm, this one you don’t have to drink for if you don't want to answer because it’s really personal and kinda touchy, but how long ago did you change your name?”

“I think *cOuHg* about 10 years? I was in *CoUgH cOuGh HACK* maybe 1st grade? And then... OOH! Kacchan, truth or dare?”

“Dare! I’m not a pussy like the rest of these people!” Katsuki yells, and Izuku may well have just won the lottery, based on the mischievous glee on his face.

“Admit your true feelings for the people on your left, right, and across from you! And don’t try and get out of this one by telling a half-truth either!”

Katsuki's eyes fly across from him, to see Jiro and Mina, due to an odd number of people playing. Right by him, on either side, are Kirishima and Kaminari. Panicking, spluttering both words and explosions, and blushing -not that anyone but Kirishima is brave enough to point that out, doing so by poking Bakugo's cheek and snickering- Bakugo tries to get out of the situation by moving to sit between Momo and Shoji, who were across from Uraraka and Midoriya.

“MOTHER F@CKER!” he screams as, laughing, Midoriya scoots over and drags him back to his spot, then whispers something to Kirishima, who leans over and pulls a still-yelling Bakugou into his lap. Tension strikes Bakugou’s shoulders, but Kirishima just wraps his arms tighter around him, snuggling his chin into the junction of Bakugo's shoulder and neck. “It’s fine, you can tell them!” he affirms, smiling into Katsuki’s shoulder.

Taking a deep breath, Katsuki nods, and then mumbles “dating. we're all dating." Kirishima nods and says "Yep! The whole BakuSquad is together- Ashido, Hanta, Denki, Kyoka, Katsuki, and I are all dating!" After a few seconds of silence, the game carries on.

A few hours later, the students who saw and/or participated in the fight were called to the teacher's lounge to have a chat with the teachers about what really happened. Mineta was there too, on a rolling hospital bed, seeing as recovery girl told him that she couldn’t repair all of the damage done, but the teachers still needed to hear his side of the story. What they hadn’t told him was that they had video cameras installed in the hallways and common room, after the last time Mineta allegedly tried to grab Mina’s butt and she drop-kicked him down a flight of stairs.

There were three teachers; Toshinori, Aizawa, and Nezu, as well as pretty much all of 1-a, so it was a bit of a tight fit. And unsurprisingly, it was Toshinori who broke the silence first, saying “we have brought you here to talk about the spectacular-” here he was cut off with a sharp glare from Nezu- “UHM- I MEAN THE RATHER STUPID FIGHT! Yes, the rather stupid fight you young children got into on behalf of young Midoriya!”

Midoriya’s hand shoots up, and he yells “It was my fault, sir!” at the exact same time that both Bakugo and Todoroki growl that “The little grape bastard had it coming.” Head swinging comically between the three, Toshinori is clearly debating who to believe. Mineta speaks up, his voice strangely squeaky and cracking resulting from the chokehold Katsuki had him in a few hours prior. “thEY bOth attACKEd mE! thEy shoUld be sUspendEd!!”

TW: USE OF THE F SLUR (uncensored) BY MINETA

Midoriya shrinks down in his seat, hiding his face, and Todoroki slides his arm around his shoulders, pulling him into his side and kissing the top of his head, then just keeping his face pressed into Midoriya's hair and looking up to glare at Mineta, who looks like he can’t decide whether to throw up or hide from the anger boiling off of everyone in the room. “Faggots.” Mineta mumbles glaring back then pulling the thin bedsheet up over his head.

Aizawa shoots to his feet and almost knocks Nezu out of his scarf in his hurry to glare at Mineta. “What was that word you said again?” he damn near growls. Poking just his head out, he whispers “f-faggot…” knowing that he’d probably be in even more trouble if he didn't answer. 

TW COMPLETE! Summary: Mineta slurs Mido and Todo for snuggling, Aizawa almost kills him.

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1:47am

*Brokenbonejuice is online !*

Brokenbonejuice: @ALLMIGHT! How are you so strong!?

Brokenbonejuice: @ALLMIGHT!

Brokenbonejuice: @ALLMIGHT!

Brokenbonejuice: @ALLMIGHT!

Brokenbonejuice: @ALLMIGHT!

Brokenbonejuice: @ALLMIGHT!

Brokenbonejuice: @ALLMIGHT!

Brokenbonejuice: @ALLMIGHT!

Brokenbonejuice: @ALLMIGHT!

*ALLMIGHT! is online !*

Brokenbonejuice: @ALLMIGHT!

Brokenbonejuice: @ALLMIGHT!

ALLMIGHT!: young Midoriya…

Brokenbonejuice: @ALLMIGHT what's up?

ALLMIGHT!: @candy please help

*candy is online !*

candy: I know, he texted me too. I’m staying with my mom in her apartment tonight though, and helping her move tomorrow, so the only one who can stop him at this point is @lordexplosionmurder but he is, sadly, asleep.

*LEMon is online !*

LEMon: wheoooow

candy: wth is going on… I knew about Midoriya, but not Bakugou

candy: @lordexplosionmurder are you drunk?

LEMon: NO no im not

LEMon: voodkkky

candy: come get your bf he’s drunk again

*acid is online !*

acid: @icythot tysm i’ll take care of this one @rockhardshark HURRY THE FAK UP!

*pikapika is online !*

*heartthrobjack is online !*

acid: @shark ISTFG GET YOUR ASS IN HERE

*shark is online !*

shark: sorry mina i’m here and ready

shark: heading to his dorm now. @violetmind gonna need you to help me get him

Heartthrobjack: omw to get blankets and honey-tea mina. Anything else?

acid: nope that should do it

acid: getting the Tylenol

Brokenbonejuice: should my pants be on fire right now or is that bad?

candy: BABE IF YOUR PANTS ARE ON FIRE TAKE THEM OFFF!!!

Brokenbonejuice: if you want them off so badly come get them off yourself

*pikapika is online !*

Pikapika: hey y'all!

Pikapika: o shit i'm on my way be rite there--

Pikapika: asda

Brokenbonejuice: my pants are gone… the carpet’s burnt too, and so are my limited-edition allmight curtains…

*zoomies is online !*

*coffee is online !*

Coffee: why the fuck is there screaming and banging doors at 2:02 am?

Zoomies: yes, why are there screams coming from Midoriya’s dorm?

Zoomies: is that KATSUKI screaming!?

*violet is online !*

Violet: who the fuck made bakubabe cry?

Violet: wAit IS THAT MIDORIYA---

*kermit is online !*

Kermit: what is happening?! *kero!*

Kermit: why is Katsuki hiding in my dorm?! *kero kero?*

Kermit: and who let him get drunk? *kero*

Violet: what dorm number are you, i’ll come get him

Violet: you’re 1a, right?

Kermit: yeah, 1-a. *kero* dorm number ----. *kero kero*

Violet: be there soon.

2:15am

Violet: @easybakeoven can you come to my dorm?

Kermit: Shinso how did you do that? *kero* he just saw you and calmed down! But his eyes were normal and you didn’t talk! *kero kero?!*

shark: He only does that for Shin and I.

shark: @candy @brokenbonejuice is everything good with the pants?

Brokenbonejuice: TODO TRIED TO STEAL MY PANTSSSSS BUT I LIKED THE FIRE

Brokenbonejuice: THE FIRE IS PRETTY

Brokenbonejuice: but Todo got my pants so now im naked cuz the shirt looked weird with no pants.

Brokenbonejuice: also i made todo catch on fire

shark: better than i expected, at least.

shark: @icythot u good bro?

candy: … uh-huh

candy: just questioning my life

Brokenbonejuice: Denki! Do the honors!

*pikapika has unlocked all users in the chat !*

*pikapika has removed “fuck” from the chat !*

*pikapika has locked all users in the chat !*

Brokenbonejuice: NOW WHO WANTS TO HAVE AN ALLMIGHT MOVIE MARATHON!!!!!!

2:45am

Brokenbonejuice: o h

Brokenbonejuice: okay…

Brokenbonejuice: *sniff*

2:56am

Tape: what in the ACUTAL FUCK did i miss WHY DID I HEAR SCREAMS

Tape: also where’s Kat?

4:56

LEMon: SHIGGY JUST SHOWED UP OUTSIDE AND MIDO’S OUT THERE

LEMon: @ GUYSSSSSSS HELLPPPPPP

*Sugar is online !*
*arms is online !*
*darkness is online !*
*gravity is online !*
*easybakeoven is online !*
**sparkle* is online !*
*Coffee is online !*

Sugar: what is it? It’s to early for this…

shark: whatcha need, bakubabe?

LEMon: izu’s outside! HE JUST WENT FOR A JOG

LEMon: AND THE LOV’S HERE

*Sugar is offline !*
*arms is offline !*
*darkness is offline !*
*gravity is offline !*
*easybakeoven is offline !*
**sparkle* is offline !*
*Coffee is offline !*
*kermit is offline !*
*Brokenbonejuice is offline !*
*ALLMIGHT! is offline !*
*candy is offline !*
*LEMon is offline !*
*acid is offline !*
*pikapika is offline !*
*heartthrobjack is offline !*
*shark is offline !*
*pikapika is offline !*
*zoomies is offline !*
*coffee is offline !*
*violet is offline !*

Karate: wtf happened i jsut got like 50 notifications at once after powering on my phone--

Karate: OH NO

Katrate: sounding the alarm now!

*brokenbonejuice is online !*

Brokenbonejuice: WAIT

Karate: WHY THE LOV IS HERE!!

Karate: HAVE YOU GONE INSANE!?

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5:03am

Karate: Why should I not sound the alarm!?

Karate: IT’S THE LOV! WE NEED TO PREVENT THEM FROM GETTING IN!!

*Ojiro Mashirao has created a group chat called “w/o midoriya” !*

*Ojiro Mashirao has added:

Ashido Mina

Asui Tsuyu

Bakugou Katsuki

Iida Tenya

Jirou Kyouka

Kaminari Denki

Kirishima Eijirou

Kouda Kouji

Satou Rikidou

Sero Hanta

Shinsou Hitoshi

Shouji Mezou

Todoroki Shouto

Tokoyami Fumikage

Uraraka Ochako

Yaoyorozu Momo

Yuuga Aoyama

Aizawa-sensei

To the chat “w/o midoriya” !*

Ojiro Mashirao: Okay, I made a separate chat without Midoriya because there's something that I need to tell you all.

Bakugou Katsuki: STOP MAKING FUCKING GROUP CHATS AND GET OUTSIDE

Ojiro Mashirao: Bakugou-kun, please just listen to me!

Ojiro Mashirao: I really need to explain this. I think that we shouldn’t go out there!

Ojiro Mashirao: Trust me.

Aizawa-sensei: what do you need to tell us so badly, Ojiro.

Ojiro Mashirao: I just saw Midoriya hugging Dabi and Shigaraki, and then he kissed Toga’s cheek.

Todoroki Shouto: oh…

Todoroki Shouto: was everything a lie? Was he lying to me this whole time?

Ochako Uraraka: … No, he wasn't, Shouto. I swear it.

Aizawa-sensei: Uraraka, what do you know about this.

Ochako Uraraka: I… we… 

Ochako Uraraka: Izuku confided in me a while back that he... knew Shigaraki when he was younger.

Kirishima Eijiro: WHAT!? 

Shinso Hitoshi: Mizu-kun told me this as well.

(get it? Mizu as a nickname for Midoriya Izuku?? its funny bcs mizu means water in japanese and Izuku cries a lot... no? not funny?? ok bye lol)

Shinso Hitoshi: Would you like me to continue, Urako-san?

Ochako Uraraka: Yes please, thank you Shinshi-kun…

Ashido Mina: Midobabe told me too and made me SWEAR that he wouldn’t tell anyone. I didn't even know that Shinso-kun and Uraraka-san knew! He was so worried that something bad would happen to one of them, it was sorta sweet. 

Shinso Hitoshi: Yeah, I agree with that, Mina.

Shinso Hitoshi: He slowly warmed us up to the idea that he knew them, was even friends with some of them

Shinso Hitoshi: After about a month, he took us, one by one, to the hideout- never more than one at once. it was clear that he wanted to trust us, but something had clearly happened in the past that had almost permanently shattered that trust. 

Ojiro Mashirao: YOU KNOW WHERE THEIR HIDEOUT IS AND NEVER TOLD US!?

Ashido Mina: BECAUSE I KNEW THAT THE INSTANT I TOLD YOU WOULD WANT TO TAKE THEM! and it was so cute watching him interact with these people I'd thought of as psychopaths and watching them get all soft and gooey around him and I couldn't bear to be the reason that was taken away.

Shinso Hitoshi: also, did you not see that part about broken trust?? it was obvious to all of us that something was going on there

Shinso Hitoshi: so Urako-san and I talked, and decided to wait for Mizu to take the lead.

Shinso Hitoshi: and like Mina-san said, it was funny watching them go all mushy around him

Kirishima Eijiro: you still should have told us! Yes, we would have taken them, and WITH GOOD REASON!

Tenya Iida: Yes. I agree with Kirishima-kun. You should have told the nearest adult right away to come get you and the others out of a very dangerous situation, and given them all the information you had, including how you had come about it!

Aizawa-sensei: Iida, as a matter of fact they did. Shinso, Uraraka, and Midoriya all told me what they knew and corroborated each other's stories. I made the judgement, based upon both their stories and what I was able to dig up on my own, that nobody else should be informed due to the fact that none of them were in danger. This was further proved when the league agreed to stop trying to kill you all in return for my cooperation in Midoriya, Uraraka, Shinso, and Mina being allowed to continue their visits.

Aizawa-sensei: it was also by my instruction that Midoriya brought them here today, on UA ground, to show our trust of them to not hurt any of you while All for One is not monitoring them.

Kaminari Denki: h u h ? ?

Kaminari Denki: what in the actual fuck just happened? I feel like tea was spilled but i cannot filibuster??

Bakugou Katsuki: dunce-face you don't know what that word means.

Bakugou Katsuki: Also WTAF WHY DIDN’T HE TRUST ME TO KNOW?!

Tsuyu Asui: because you have been extremely rude to them every time he even mentioned anything near them.

Bakugou Katsuki: THAT DOESN’T MEAN I WOULD HAVE DONE SOMETHING!!

Iida Tenya: Bakugou-kun, you have been extremely rude to Midoriya-kun  in the past, and I am not very surprised that while he worships you in almost every way to the point of near-concern, he still does not trust you with the lives of some of his more eclectic friends.

5:17am

LEMon: Explain. 

Brokenbonejuice: Sorry if I worried you…

Brokenbonejuice: it was really stupid of me to not tell you all that they were coming but Aizawa and I were worried that you would hurt them, and I just couldn't let that happen. I hope you can understand my reasoning.

Brokenbonejuice: But, I'm sure you all are thinking that I should have trusted you guys, and you're right. I should have, and I apologize. I just have a hard time trusting people when it comes to things like this. Please accept my apologies!

Gravity: it’s okay, i just wish you would’ve let the rest of them in on it a little faster, or at least told more of them before you brought the league.

Violet: i second that, but it’s not your fault. i should’ve remembered it was tonight they were coming

Shark: I wish that you didn’t like them this much so that I don’t have to feel bad for hating them now.

LEMon: when did you all meet.

LEMon: was it when HM was back?

Brokenbonejuice: you remember, kacchan!

Brokenbonejuice: no, it was right after the hospital visit from Da, Tomu, Hi, and Kuro.

LEMon: IT WAS THEM THAT SAW!?

Brokenbonejuice: yes.

Pikapika: wtaf

Acid: I’ll second that

Acid: their way of communicating has always baffled me

Zoomies: I find myself in agreement with you, Mina-san.

Easybakeoven: Also, Midoriya-kun, I wish that you had trusted us enough to tell us that you knew the league, but I understand and respect why you didn’t.

Brokenbonejuice: I was so worried that you guys would hurt them, I'm really sorry for not telling you all sooner.

Strong Boi: I’ll fight them if they fight us, but if not, then I’m fine with it.

Tapey: I don’t like or trust them, but if the literal ball of sunshine is okay with them then i can give them a shot.

Brokenbonejuice: I promise that nobody will get hurt!

Brokenbonejuice: I swear on Allmight and my love for Todoroki.

Candy: from what I’ve heard one of those things is no longer valid.

Gravity: Shouto I told you that's not what it was! 

Brokenbonejuice: What? 

Brokenbonejuice: Wabe what do you mean?

Candy: you know what I mean.

Karate: what’s happening? I got up to go get food since apparently I'm supposed to be fine with the mass-murderers standing outside and I come back to this??

Candy: he was the one who saw it and told me!

Karate: what did I do?!

Brokenbonejuice: … what did I do… ?

Brokenbonejuice: The LOV and I are going to get some ice cream. alone.

LEMon: FUCKING DAMN IT

Gravity: oh no

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*flashback*

TW START!!! detailed description of a suicide attempt. nobody is injured but there is blood mentioned, and Izuku does jump.

Alone, again, on the freezing cement of the rooftop, with the buzzing of the railing blurring his vision ever-so-slightly.

Shaking his head enough to make the foggy throbbing of his mind dissipate, and the sunrise come into full view. 

This was, after all, the tallest building in his neighborhood, the prettiest, most colorful highrise in most of the district. It was all blue and green, painted to look like something from underwater. Or at least that’s what the front side looked like.

Like everything and everyone, the building had a much uglier side, with trash bags, black and red stains, and bird poo. Things have been taken under this awning, things have been given, spilt, broken, repaired, lost, and found again.

A deep breath now.

Shaking hands dry watery eyes, and the fake smile falls with the last of the tears.

No yelling. No sparks or bangs, no flashes of light or painful memories flooding over each other, streaming to the dark, dark light of the mind.

That mind wishes for silence, red on green once again.

Christmas colors.

Stark against the snow as the body falls so far down below.

Who will find it? No one knows.

Green and red, falling faster, smile real now, not made of plaster.

When the body does not crumple, something else begins to crumble.

Is it sanity?

Is it joy?

Or is it the face of another lost boy?

No red on green, not today. 

Saving that for another day.

Four bobbing heads, blue black purple blonde, 

Weave together and stop the prolonged

Green thanks them, for it not being today.

Wishes they could’ve met another way.

And so a strong friendship bond

Blue meets green again, rising with the dawn

Black and purple added in,

Throw in another blonde and it’s a win.

Through sliding doors the green goes, 

into the arms of a red-eyed one that asks “how?”

Green replies soon enough

“Don’t poke around in what isn’t your stuff.

All you need to know is I’m okay now.”

TW COMPLETE! Summary: Izuku jumped off of a tall building in a shadier part of town, but the league (Kurogiri) caught him and returned him home. he saw Katsuki the next day and finally stood up for himself a little bit.

“Midoriya?” a concerned and familiar voice asks. A blurry, spiky red head slides into view, a confused look on his face. Kirishima.

“Yeah, i’m okay. Just got lost in some memories. Why are you in my dorm room?” 

“Katsuki told me to come check on you while he went to talk to Todobroski. He told me to ask you if SD is really gone? I have no idea what that means but it’s apparently really important.”

“Huh, so he really did remember. Shocker. But yes, SD is gone.”

“Okay, lemme text him that real quick.”

Just as Kirishima finished typing and hit send, an explosion sounded outside, followed by “ICYHOT BASTAAAARRRRDDDDD!!!!” 

Sighing, Midoriya dragged himself up and rather then walking out into the hall and down the stairs like a normal person, he swung himself up and out of the window, dropping down onto the fire escape, and then climbing down to the source of the noise.

Stunned, Kirishima just stood in the middle of the green-and-gold Allmight-themed room, jaw nearly on the floor and skin hardened from instinct, which turned out to be a good thing, because after several seconds of silence Kirishima was belly-down on the floor, dodging the yells, explosions, crackling, and whooshing that signified an angry Bakugou chasing someone.

And instinct kicked in once again as Kirishima rolled over, his relaxed hands shooting up to the ceiling to grab a very emotional Katsuki and pin him underneath his quirk-protected body.

“Hey babe!” he sings, in an overly cheery voice for someone who has relatively large explosions going off under his abdomen. “Calm down, Todobroski’s just confused. Deku kissed toga’s cheek, Ojiro told him, and he freaked out. Midobro and I are gonna go and explain what happened, so I'll be there too. It's gonna be okay."

"Get offa me, you heavy bastard!" Bakugou yelled, shoving at Kirishima's shoulders.

"Okay, okay, I'll move, but you gotta stay here, bro, alright? Midobro can't explain anything if his boyfriend is dead." 

"...Fine. I'll stay here for 10 minutes, then I'm beating that sorry bastard's ass if he hasn't apologized."

"Dude, I think it's Midoriya who has the most apologizing to do here. He did kiss someone else, and his boyfriend didn't even know that Midobro and the league knew each other. I think that's a pretty big secret to keep, and it's understandable that Todoroki got upset, although I do wish he had listened to Uraraka-san and let Midobro explain." Kirishima says, sitting up and dusting the singed remains of his shirt off of his torso.

"Yeah, yeah, big whoop. I'm still beating his ass if he and Izuku don't make up." Bakugou grumbles.

"Aww, you do care, you softie!" Kirishima laughs, kissing Bakugou's forehead.

"HEY!" Bakugou yells, but makes no move to escape the hug Kirishima pulls him into.

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(Midoriya’s POV)

Groaning, I sit up in bed and kick the sheets off, only to have them yanked back up over my legs when I try to stand. Jolting, I turn my head and see Dabi, Toga, and Shigaraki all laying on top of each other, also in my bed. Toga has the sheets clenched in one hand, a lock of Shigaraki's hair in the other, and a happy little grin on her face. Sighing fondly, I quietly roll out of bed and pull the blanket up over the three of them, then head to the bathroom to start getting ready for the next day. "Hopefully things go smoothly, although I am glad that Aizawa-sensei decided to postpone the others meeting the league. I feel like there were just to many feelings going on last night."

I hear shuffling footsteps behind me as I start brushing my teeth, and Toga's thin arms wrap around my waist. "Hi," she murmurs sleepily, then yawns widely. I playfully tap her on the nose, then turn back to the mirror and finish brushing. Toga gently sets her teeth against my upper arm and stands there for a second, then turns around and bounces off to annoy the others awake. Smiling at her little antics and the ensuing argument in the other room, I quickly change into some causal day clothes (a shirt that says 'hat' on it and the workout leggings Shouto got me for my last birthday), then head back to see that Kurogiri warped the three quarrelers, their bodies firmly on the floor and their heads sticking out from the wall a few feet away.

Smiling as they all groggily apologize to Kurogiri, I wait for him to stop the portals before announcing that it's breakfast time, just as a knock sounds at the door. Everyone freezes, including me, out of instinct, and I quickly unlock and open the door, poking my head out into the hallway.

"I heard yelling." Todoroki announces curtly, and I step back to show him who else is here. He promptly starts frowning, but before he can say anything I ask "Can I give you a kiss, Shou?" He pauses, the little line between his eyebrows smoothing, and he nods. Setting a hand on either side of his face, I stare at him for a second and whisper "you're so pretty, babe..." then gently place a chaste kiss to his lips. The skin under my hands abruptly changes temperature, and I giggle, pulling back to look at him again. "Love you," I whisper. "I... Love you too." he whispers back, only a little hesitant.

Behind us, Toga squeals, and bounces over, grabbing and shaking Todoroki's hand. "SO CUTE! I'm glad you all made up, and I'm sorry for the misunderstanding yesterday morning. I'm Toga Himiko, Izuku's platonic partner!" Furrowed brow returning, Todoroki scowls and pulls me closer to him, using me partially as a shield between him and Toga and partially as an oversized teddy bear. Acting oblivious but picking up on the clear signals of jealousy, Toga explains further, bless her bloody heart. "That means that me an' Mizu here kiss each other on the forehead or the hand or the cheek sometimes, but we're not dating! He's more between a Bestie-for-Resties and a brother to me than anything else, so don't worry! He's all yours!~" 

Laughing, I slide Shouto and I out of the way to let the others file out of the room, and then turn in Shouto's arms to give him another little kiss. He smiles juuuuust a little, and I beam back, then grab his hand and tow him down the hallway, promising him cold soba for lunch. He jogs a bit to catch up with me, and we lengthen our step to get to the elevator that Toga is holding open for us. Stepping in, Dabi smacks Toga's hand away seconds before she pushes every single button on the panel, and Shigaraki snorts at her annoyed expression. She pulls a knife out of her pocket and starts waving it playfully in Dabi's face, and I nonchalantly reach over and grab it from her, depositing it in Shigaraki's pocket instead. She pouts and looks at me with puppy-dog eyes, but I shake my head no. She huffs and turns to face the door sullenly until we reach the floor the kitchen is on and the doors slide open to reveal none other than Uraraka.

"Chako!" Toga shouts happily, immediately running and jumping at Uraraka. Tapping her with all five fingers, Uraraka catches a weightless Toga and peers around her to smile at the rest of us, saying "I was just coming to make sure you were awake! Your Kacchan is making breakfast, Mizu, so you all should hurry before it gets eaten!" "I- waaaahh! He's not my Kacchan, Urako, that's mean!" I yelp, but she just grins and walks towards the kitchen.

ignroe this lol

But the thing that shocks me the most is Dabi’s nod, and the fingers he runs through his hair.

“Are you sure?!” i question, worried about WHAT the F*CK is going on in his head.

But he nods again, I sigh, and say “okay, but we’re exposing blonde blue black and flying then too.” 

All three of their eyes widen, but Dabi slowly nods, and curls up with his body still wrapped in Kigi’s fog and his head now on my lap.

Subconsciously starting to play with his hair, i can feel him shaking, and Kigi must be able to as well because a tendril of fog sneaks out and starts rubbing his back.

“Dabi isn’t his real name.”

Todo blinks at me, and I can see the gears in his brain flying, creating another conspiracy theory.

“He dyes his hair black, instead of red.”

Todoroki’s eyes light up, and he says “Blue eyes. Fire power. Facial scarring where Father’s fire emits from. His flames are hotter then father’s, as…”

He starts crying again and pulls Dabi over to him. “As father said toya’s were.”

As they’re hugging and crying and making up for years of hurt and hope and lost time, I hear a horde approaching. 

CM comes first, then Uraraka and Shinsou, followed by Iida and Momo and Tsuyu, then Bakugou, Kirishima, Mina, Sero, Jirou, and Denki. A few seconds later, all hell breaks loose, seeing as dark shadow-alias Chad) shoots in, screeching, straight for the couch.

He barrels into Kigi, tries to steal his helmet-mask-thingie, screeches because the windows are open and the lights are on, and because both dabi and shou-chan set off their quirks from shock.

After a few seconds of chaos and screaming, Chad is finally calmed down once introduced to “the masters and mistress of chaos”, aka the lov, and has been given a shiny necklace made by momo to fixate him on something, and denki is chewing on a battery to keep him moving a little.

(A/N: fun facts, in my AU, deku has OCD, shiggy has ptsd from his quirk, had , past tense, stockholm syndrome (with AFO), denki and Chad/Dark Shadow have ADHD, and toga has a personality disorder. Also denki eats batteries like they’re candy.)

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a/n: backstory time! this is shiggy's, (like the title says), so it's gonna be really really depressing and potentially triggering. enjoy!

What shiggy tells them:

“I was quirkless. Or so my parents thought. My dad beat me regularly, because I wanted to be a hero, which he hated. He DESPISED heroes. 

He never told me why. 

Mom was mean because she had to, otherwise dad would beat her and not me. My sister was really the only one who was decent to me, other than my grandparents. 

One day, she snuck into Dad’s office, and found a picture on his desk. 

She took it and brought it out to show me. It was a picture of my grandma on my mom’s side. It had a note on the back, too. 

“Shimura Nana, after her first patrol as an official hero!” 

We treasured that picture. I never even had heard her name. But just that night, after dinner, my dad went into the office to do some work. 

He saw the missing picture, and asked my sister about it, because she was the one who took things. I did everything else, and he hated me, so he happily believed her when she panicked and said it was my idea. 

He beat me again that night. I had barely recovered from the last one, but this was, by far, the worst. He probably broke a couple of ribs… he loved kicking me when I was down, and that was usually my chest… he locked me outside. 

I hid in a corner of the yard, by the shed and a pretty tree that made a lot of leaves in the fall, and cried. After about an hour, the dog, a Corgi, I think, came out and sat with me, which i was glad for, because it was getting a little cold. A few hours later, when it was almost sunset time, my little sister came out. She had the worst possible timing. My quirk had just activated. 

Before, i had just had my arm around the dog for warmth, but when i heard the door i thought it might be dad coming back for round 2, and tried to hide. I put all five fingers of both hands on that dog. It burst into bloody, ashy chunks, right in my arms. 

In front of my sister. 

She screamed, and stepped down from the porch onto the lawn. And burst. 

The last thing to go was her head. She screamed the whole time. 

My mom and grandparents were next. After them, the ground was cracked and warped and covered in human chunks and dust and blood. 

So, so much blood. 

Their screams were ringing in my ears, their pleas and tears and agony clung to me like cobwebs in the brilliant orange sunset. 

And then came my father. 

He just stood there, taking in the yard and the carnage, as I crawled over jagged chunks of soil and concrete, ever closer. He saw me as I stood, and what had happened finally dawned on him. 

He tried to apologize, frantically, stumbling over his words. But there was only hate and pain in my mind.

“Kill.”

“Die.”

“Suffer.”

“Agony.”

And i lept at him, with all the force my battered, broken, thin little kid’s body could muster. I grabbed his face and i didnt let go until he was just a pile of shit on the ground.”

After that I was pretty much homeless. Someone would’ve complained about smell or disrepair or there would’ve been bills to pay, so i lived on the streets, homeless. People really just ignored me, the sad little dying homeless kid, because they thought some hero would just be strolling down the shitty part of town and leap to the rescue of some kid who looked like he was already dead. 

Surprise, surprise, no heroes found me. I was sitting in an alley, getting beaten by some teenage punks. I must’ve been out on the streets for about 5 years by then, cuz i was about 10…

Well, long story longer All For One found me, cleaned me up, fed me, adopted me, helped me kill those punks who were fucking with me, gave me the disembodied hands of my family members to stick on my body, had his doctor “fix me” and then pretty much just left me to do his dirty work. 

At that point he was the closest thing to a parent I had, and he just left me alone too, so i started to hate him in addition to all of the heroes, and eventually just society in general. But all of the people that I trusted were in the league, and I know how convincing that man can be. He’s scary enough, and then he uses one or more of his quirks against you and you just tell him everything.

So i played his game perfectly, took out all the heroes in our way like a good little guard dog, all the while gaining his trust in the hopes that he would one day give me AFO and be weak enough for me to kill him.

But allmight took care of the “injury and capture” part, so all i had to do was let your ridiculously biased justice system take care of him. I could’ve broken him out of there any time I wanted, like he ordered me too, but I decided not too, and even moved the league a few hundred miles, got us a few friends and some safe houses to hide in if he or some of his more devoted minions got to us.

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Dabi:

Don’t worry, mine’s not as bad as Mr. Crusty over there.

When I was a little kid, I thought that being dragged around by your father was normal. 

I thought that my mom crying in my room and not with ‘daddy’ in the big bed was a regular occurrence in all households. 

I thought that knowing how to (and often doing, for myself and my mother) stitch someone up and heal burns at age 6 was normal.

I thought that being oressured to be the best and the strongest and do whatever, and i mean WHATEVER, it takes to win by a “father” who never really gave a shit was a completely normal thing for a fucking 5-year-old to expireince.

He trained me himself for the first few years, but after my quirk, which was stronger than his, (which is the only reason he ever spoke to me), started to malfunction, he pushed me aside and started up the child prodigy production again.

And then natsuo was born, and deemed useless because he was just like mom, all ice. Endevawhore trained him for a few years and then gave up. By the time Fuyumi rolled around, Endevawhore saw the white hair at birth and gave up right away.

When she and mom came to me in the middle of the night, with Fuyumi’s feet sooty and blisters, I knew what had happened. I had seen the little bit of red root in her hair one day, and snuck out to visit the pharmacy a few blocks away later that night, gotten bleach, and left it in natsuo’s room with a note to tell her it was for a game.

I still wasn’t allowed to see my siblings, Endevawhore still had some bizarre version of hope left for me.

Anyways, mom and Fuyu came into my room at around midnight, and I bandaged up Fuyu’s feet and burnt the evidence, fanned the smell and the ashes out my window, stashed the balm and bandages back under the loose board in the floor, and we communicated via notes. 

Endevawhore had a system installed after he caught one of our meetings that alerted him to voices in the house.

What i had thought when i saw those roots was true. Fuyu had fire powers too. I noted that the hair color seemed to signify the powers, so I paid attention to the next baby. There was a miscarrage that I only know about because I caught Endevawhore beating mom particularly bad, more than a usual no-reason pounding.

Miscarrage.

They tried again and got Shou.

And then one day, Endevawhore dragged mom somewhere where the rest of us kids weren’t allowed to go, and when they came back a few weeks later, they had Shou. We went about life as normal, walking on eggshells and holding up Endevawhore’s name, keeping it out of the dirt for him.

We got out of the hospital, Endevawhore left Shou alone for about 4 years, and then as soon as his quirk manifested, Endevawhore started training him. He had always been separate from us, allowed to watch from afar, but now that the real training was happening, we NEVER saw him. 

Dad enrolled me in the new government hero-training program when Shou started throwing up during training. Mom was getting old, she couldn’t have kids anymore, so dad was determined to make me or Shou “better”, and i was more determined than ever to keep Fuyu out of his clutches.

As soon as she was old enough to understand what I meant by the words “bad, avoid,” I told her. And she kept it hidden, letting it out in small bursts in the middle of the night in the garden so that it wouldn’t explode out of her and break something like mine had done at one point when dad knocked mom out. 

I almost burnt the house down, that’s where the scars on my arms started.

And then Mom burnt Shou.

And Endevawhore shipped her off, as well as me, sending me to live full-time at the government program. After i was gone, he burnt the house down, made it look like an accident, and said that i had died in a fire, all so that i had a chance to surpass him.

That’s where I met Hawks the first time, why I’m the only person left alive that knows his real name. He knows it’s me now, when I accidentally used his name name and not his hero name, he figured it out.

That place sucked, worse than dad, they were much more strict, if you can believe that. They didn’t physically injure us, they just spiritually and mentally broke us, made us their good little 10-year-old-heros-in-training, and hawks and I got fed up, along with some of the other kids.

We decided that we would bust out and train ourselves. To seal the deal and ensure that we all truly trusted each other, we went around and were saying our names when a guard caught us. 

Most of us hadn’t said our names yet, but as we were being hauled away to the literal cages where they made us sleep if we misbehaved, hawks whispered his name to me. I’m not going to tell you all, I promised him then and there in that moment that I would never tell anyone. 

So there we were, little kids locked in cages, hungry, and I was ROYALLY pissed. I heated up my hands just enough to warm the bars but not enough to set off the quirk-use alarms, and bent Hawks and I out of those STUPID FUCKING CAGES.

He pulled a feather out of his wing, and gave it to me. He said that he’d still be able to feel through it, and he might be able to pull it back to him if he was ever in trouble. We went our separate ways, trying to free people, but we couldn’t find any of them.

Someone had spilled on us. So we met up by the front door and hawks flew off before I set the place on fire and ran off, as far away as I could. I lived off the streets, hiding on rooftops and in old buildings, killing smaller animals with my flames as the only food I could get. 

I had no idea where the nearest city was, so I just wandered. Turns out, that training camp wasn’t too rural, and I got here. By then I was about 16, (yes, i was at that god-awful training camp for about 5 years. I hacked into a few hospital records to get my name and age, which I had forgotten. That was pretty emotional, I burnt down the hideout.) and the first thing I did was steal some makeup and hair dye.

I got my disguise together in a McDonald's bathroom, blinked the tears out of my eyes from the contact lenses, and applied for a job.

A few years later, i met Shiggy and Kurogiri, and they were the first people i had been around in a damn long time who could stand to look at my burnt fucking face.

So yeah, how’s life.

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Himiko isn’t my real name. Nobody knows my real name. 

I didn’t change it because I wanted to hide, though, I changed it because I’m no longer who i was. I kept my family name, just to drag them through the dirt a little more because of who they made me, but I’m no longer the pretty little prim good girl they wanted.

I’m Toga Himiko, villainess, and proud of it.

For the first time in a while, I’m with people who understand me, and I love it.

I’m not leaving this family for anything.

Ever since I got my quirk, I’ve been bullied for it.

From age 7 to now, most anyone who sees me and my quirk calls me a villain and runs.

But really, any quirk could make someone a villain. 

It would be so easy for allmight to give his quirk to someone not suited for it before they were ready and watch them explode, and all he would have to say was “i was trying to help them, give them an advantage.”

Endeavor could burn anything he wanted to the ground, with really no repercussions. He could simply say he was killing a villain and it got out of hand.

Midnight could use her fog to knock people out, and do anything to anyone whenever she wanted and they would have no idea. She could say they were hurting someone or themselves or her and she wanted to stop it, and nobody would bat an eye.

Aizawa could make someone powerless while slowly killing them. Nobody even really knows about him, so they wouldn’t ask many questions either, but he could really just say they were a danger and he was helping.

Mountain lady could crush someone and say “oops!”

Hawks could kill with his feathers, call them back, and make it look like a lowlife stabbing.

Miruko could simply kick someone into a car and make it look like a crash, kick them into the ground as a suicide, and just hop hop hop away.

But they don’t, do they? They use their powers for mostly good.

Because the world never really hated them, and the people who did were quickly proved wrong when they got into a good school.

But even though i got into an amazing school, UA even, the people there still hated me because i needed to injure people for my quirk. 

And “heroes don’t harm.”

But it seems like the real pros usually think there's an exception to that.

Endeavor abused all of his family.

Millions of heroes have used their money and power to get anyone to do anything.

There are bribes galore, prostitutes, buying people and time and places and fame, they have no limits because anyone who goes against them is hounded by them, the media, and the fans.

They have too much power, they are the most powerful people in the world and they’ve all gotten excellent education and so they can strategize to get what they want.

The league sees this, we’ve been discriminated against and hurt by this system, we’ve been pushed aside so far that we’ve gotten to the top. WE are the top of the food chain, really. We can kill and lie and steal and power up, all from the shadows, and slowly get trust and love and faith and even respect, and then slowly come out from the dark.

It’s a broken system, that’s why we, the league, are here, breaking through and spreading the true truth, not the shiny fake one that makes everybody happy.

Yeah, I was bullied. 

I wore a happy normal mask for years.

And then, at graduation, I stabbed my crush.

Looking back, that wasn’t really the smartest choice, but oh god I wanted to BE her. She didn’t love me, she was repulsed by me, so I decided to be her.

Naturally, I got expelled, but I managed to convince via... intercourse… the principle that i didn’t really mean it, and they took it off my record and the backup.

So I got into UA. 

And i still got bullied, i still got called a villain and a freak and told to go paint with my own blood and not theirs, and eventually, just like shiggy, someone decided to hit me.

And someone saw them, and then pretty soon they all joined in.

I tried to tell people what my life was like, but the only girl who liked me got pushed off of the roof. There was enough blood there to feed me for weeks, so I took it and I ran.

I lived in alleys, in old houses, I tried to convince people I wasn't a freak, but I was slowly losing my mind.

I would think of my little brother, who thought i was dead, and he kept me angry at my family, because they always loved him but not me.

Eventually, I just snapped. I was finally insane, and I had never felt better. I finally didn’t care what people thought about me, I was finally able to be me, but I was still alone. 

But then I found the league, and life was better.

Of course, I would still go outside for blood, and there were a few people who got rather handsy as I convinced them to come with me, but after I smiled, they screamed.

They always scream…

But then i had a new alias for a week, and I could hide from the world, while being right out in the middle of it.

This is my dysfunctional little family, and I’m never letting go.

Also Dabi’s blood is really warm and sweet.

(this is my toga and monoma theory btw: this is my sibling!)

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Izuku pov:

*knock knock*

“May i come in??” Momo’s voice. 

Odd, I thought I heard more feet out there then that.

“Yall mind?” I whisper to the other 3 on the bed and the one keeping us warm. 

After hearing 4 “go ahead”s, I unlocked the door and let them in.

I was right, there were more than just one person.

It’s all the girls, Mina, Momo, Jirou, Uraraka, Tsu, and Hagakure.

I smile, and pull the door open wider to let them in.

I can tell right when they see the LOV, because there’s just a fraction of a pause and they get a little bit tense.

“Come on in,” I say, smiling, “They don’t bite, I promise.” 

Ear-to-ear sunshine-grin lighting up the small dorm, Mina charges in and flops on the bed, screeching “MAKEOVER TIME~!”, making toga squeal in excitement and scoot out of Kurogiri’s fog-blanket-nest-thing and wiggle over to Mina. “Me first?!?” she exitedly questions.

“Heck yeah!” Mina replies, immediately beginning to match foundation. Walking over, the rest following me, i grab 2 and say “Mix these, it should be about right.” skeptically, mina grabs Toga’s hand and swabs on a little of each, and “Oh wow, bubble butt, it really does work!” she says, happily shocked. 

“Where’d you learn about makeup?” she asks, gold-and-black eyes staring at me suspiciously.

“Middle school…” I mumble evasively.

“Mmm…” she hums, face falling at my tone for a few seconds, guessing what i mean.

“You still have your makeup here, Izu?” she asks, perking back up.

“Yeah,” I say after a few seconds of mental shaking. “Lemme go find it!” 

I run over to my closet, and dig around through all of the boxes on the bottom, until I find one of the smaller ones, still a good foot on all sides, and haul it out, knocking several others over in the process. “Shit-” i grumble, dropping one full of books on my foot and spilling trinkets and “girly stuff” all over my floor.

“Mother fucker, you stupid tape!” I mumble angrily to myself, kicking the box of makeup backwards over to the floor, to the bed and Mina. “Jeezus, bubble butt, you tell those boxes!” Mina laughs, already over by me rooting through the pile of dresses and skirts. “Mina wait- welp. I tried to stop you.” 

“IZUKU WHAT THE FUCK??!!” SHE SCREAMS, falling on her ass laughing and screaming. “I’M SORRRRYYYYYY!!” I scream back, hot pink and very very (understandably, nobody was supposed to find that) embarrassed.

“GUYS LOO-MMHPF-” i clamp my hand over her mouth, screaming “FOR THE LOVE OF GOD DO NOT WAVE IT AROUND MY FUCKING ROOM WHEN THERE ARE PEOPLE HERE!!”  over her.

“Is it the one that i made or the one that Mei made?” momo’s soft voice questions behind me, as she walks closer. “MOMO WAIT-” I panic, trying to wrestle it away from Mina and hide it, but failing. “Oh,” momo says as she sees it. “Oh my, Midoriya.” 

“Momo, please no,” I beg. She smiles and helps me get it away from the devilishly grinning Mina, and back in the depths of my closet.

The rest of the people in my dorm are either clueless, as pink as me, or laughing breathlessly. “Guys,” I beg, but before I can finish Mina and Toga both yell “BLACKMAIL BITCH!!!”

“Momo?” I ask, resignedly. “Sorry, honey, but- holy heck, Midoriya-” sighing, I push everything else that the pink devil hadn’t grabbed back into the box, leaving it open in case it was wanted later, and climb back over to the bed.

Toga’s makeup is almost done. She’s using some of my fake blood for a bit of gore, like a bloody nose and mouth. “Nice!” i say, and move to help Tsu get Hagakure into a pretty pale-blue dress and sparkly silver-and-periwinkle heels.

Mina found what she’s now calling the “badass section”, ripped jeans, crop-tops, chains, studded jackets, collars, face piercings, etc, and has made a VERY fluorescent outfit, with a neon-pink glow-in-the-dark cropped hoodie, fishnet arm-things, a collar that’s practically dripping chains and spikes, a few chunky black-and-silver rings, and then topped it off with a pastel pink and purple bucket-hat and neon leggings with splashes of (all neon) pink, orange, yellow, green, and blue, with silver and glow-in-the-dark white streaks and black 4-inch platforms with an extra 2 inches of heel.

“Holy fuck, mina, did i miss the paintball fight?” i say, shocked at how well she pulls it off. Laughing, she asks if I have any colorful glow-in-the-dark paint and/or contacts. Sighing, I grab the (rather large) bag with all of that stuff in it and hand it to her. She skips off to the bathroom, and I pause to look at hagakure.

“You know…” i muse, “if we used paint or foundation, makeup, hair dye, and contacts, we’d be able to ‘see’ you!” 

Her shoulders slump, and she said “no, I’m sure it’d look stupid.” 

“Why’s that?” I ask.

“I tried it in middle school once, and even the teachers were rude about it.”

“Did you have us back then?” I question, smiling and pulling her in for a hug. “What about all of this makeup? Or really good friends??”

After all of us taking a turn at trying to convince her, she finally gives in, and we all jump around in success for a few minutes, then get to work. Seeing as Mina’s hiding in the bathroom until we can turn out the lights for her to show off, Momo does the body paint, in the tone hagakure said was closest to what she remembered. I get to work, mixing the temporary hair dye, and Uraraka, Toga, and Tsu pick out jewelry.

I knock on the bathroom door and request the bag back, and when the door opens it’s just a towel-wrapped hand, as i expected. “Thanks, pinkie!” i say, and close the door again so that her paint doesn’t get smeared.

As i get back to the bedroom space, I’m shocked by the amount of stuff everywhere. “What the fuck…?” I ask the air as several shrieks ring out, stepping completely into the room, and see shiggy, half-naked and pinned down by Dabi while Toga wrestles him into a sailor moon outfit.

“Fuckkkkkkkhhhhh…” I sigh, and pull Uraraka and Tsu over to the other side of the room to get them ready. “Mmkay, you beautiful women, take your pick!” I say, waving to the clothes Mina laid out before her bathroom escapade.

Tsu settles with a grass-green pantsuit with gold and pale-pink-and-green accents, and then sits on my spinny-stool for me to do her hair.

After pulling it out of it’s usual bow, I almost start crying in awe at how long it is. “Tsu, if you could stand up so that I can make sure you don’t step on it??” i ask, then actually start crying when i see that it’s still on the floor. “It-it’s so… so LONG-” I wail, before I notice the split ends.

“Holy cats, Tsu, there has to be a foot of them!” I yell, mock-angry. “*Kero*??” she questions, and I reply “Split ends!” 

“Oh, *kero*, sorry! You can cut them if you want, *kero*, Midoriya?”

“Okay, Tsu! How much do you want off??”

“Uhhh, *kero*, I’ve always kinda wanted a bob…” she says, nervously. 

“Alrighty, I’ll take off the ends first and we can work from there.”

>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> Timeskip (I got lazy.) They’re done and Mina’s out.<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<

“So, why did yall wanna do this? For fun, or is there something going on??” I ask, curious, with a full face of makeup and a dress-tux combo on. (black fading to green short poofy skirt, with black fishnets, velvet-covered 8-inch heels, glow in the dark green contacts, hair extensions, “tittie stuffers”, as mina called them when she saw, and then a white button-up collared shirt, a black and shiny green swirls tie, and an emerald-green 2-button deep neckline and 2-tailed jacket thing, along with a black satin ribbon-choker with a little green jingle bell and white kid gloves.)

“We’re planning a big-kid bash for Iida, since he’s got too big of a stick up his ass to really do anything crazy.” Mina explains, with Jirou nodding along. Tsu, Uraraka and I all look at eachother, trying to keep from laughing, and, at the exact same time, say “you’d be surprised--”

I jump up off the bed and, as I’m gathering supplies for Iida, i get the info for the party. “I’ll be there about 10 minutes after start time, I’m gonna debut the all-new bad-boy Iida Tenya and he needs an entrance.

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uhm...
so...

yall i have a chapter started already but it's not really long enough-

i have an idea for where i want it to go but i don't want to just put in a timeskip-

SO!

i decided to ask you all to submit short blips in the comments!

there's really no requirements, and if you want i can give credits in the summary/notes!

(i also, sadly, can't use all of them, but i need ideas and figured this would be a cool way to do it!)

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i just wanted to give you all a heads up for the next chapter, seeing as there are major spoilers. (I also put the chapter i requested suggestions on hold, to continue the villain backstories for one more chapter. gomen-nasai! [sorry!])

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Chapter 12:

Kurogiri’s story! (WARNING: MAJOR MANGA SPOILERS!!)

(I aged him down; he's as old as the other LOVE members in this AU. he also does/needs human things, as this will explain.)

Also Kurogiri’s POV:

“Wait-” I mumble, right as Izuku’s about to leave.
“Yea?” he responds, the only one who heard me.
“I… uhm… while you were here, and we couldn’t really talk for too long, Hawks did some more digging, and he got records from UA, about…”
“Yeah?” the greenette prompts.
“About my body, and why it’s covered in scars.”
“Giri, that’s awesome!” he shouts, calling the attention of the others. “Do you want to tell us? Iida can wait, he’s patient.”

I nod, irrationally afraid of their answers. I can understand why the other 3 were so anxious now, this is terrifying. Trying to keep my breathing regular, I warp us all over to Midoriya’s bed, piling a few people on top of eachother. “Toga…” I whisper. “Show them.”

“What?!” she yells, shocked.
“You still have it, right?” I ask, worry taking over my anxiety.
“Yeah, but are you sure??”
“I’m asking, aren’t I?” i reply, with a sad smile.
“Okay…” she says, pulling out the little bottle-on-a-chain that i gave her after we made the discovery.

It’s full of my blood, enough for about 10 minutes.

“Eyes closed…” she says, and after everyone has, undresses.

I hear the cork being popped, a quiet ‘clink’ as she taps it against her teeth to get the last bit out, and then a quiet squish as a replica of my body wraps around her’s.

“Okay…” she says, her voice mimicking mine.
God, that’s weird, seeing me but human standing there.

“Oboro?!” Midoriya screeches, shocked.
“Yea…” toga and i say, almost at the same time.
Never quite in synch…

Such is life though.

“They al thought- wait, Midoriya?? YOU KNEW ME!?” i start, before realizing the meaning behind him knowing my name.

“...yeah… Sh- I MEAN ERASER- told me about his UA days, along with some pictures and letters, and one of the pictures was labeled with names, including yours. He got a sad look on his face when we got to that one, and i saw in one of the letters a news clipping, from him to Mic, and i added it up and committed it to memory, just in case.”

All through him talking, I have to resist the urge to cry. “But between old me and new me, how’d you connect?” i ask Midoriya. “You as a villain showed up only weeks after you as a hero-in-training died. Your funeral was also closed-casket and there was no record of your body in any local places that would’ve made sense. There was also a guy who got arrested after his house blew up from him doing something, which made me a little suspicious. But he was the one, huh…”

I’m honestly shocked this kid was able to guess this much and still refrain from asking me about it. He must really think hard sometimes.

Clearing my eyes, i look around at the others, most of them with tissues pressed under their eyes to keep makeup from running. Toga’s openly sobbing in my form, though, which is very strange to see, yourself crying but not in a mirror.

“Ugh, that’s unnerving…” i mumble to myself, but apparently louder than i had intended because a few of the others look over at me, questioningly. “Seeing myself not in a mirror, like a normal, not-evil-looking person…” i reply, a little louder.

With a disapproving look on his face, Midoriya, who worked his way to in front of me as we were talking, reaches over to me, and even though i flinch away, he persists, crawling closer until I’m against the wall. Before i can even think about a warp gate, his hands are finding their way through the fog to my face, his head following, and he gently touches his forehead to mine.

“You are still a human.” he says, his tone leaving no room for me to argue, “and furthermore, you are not evil. That horrid man made you like this and gave you a command. The past, that’s his fault, not you. And besides, you clearly regretted it.”

Mina, the one closest to my right side, leans into my real body as well, and says “besides, you saved Zuzu, that’s a good thing, right?”

In a very choked voice, even more hoarse than his usual, Shigaraki says “maybe it was to you, but personally, i find myself regretting it sometimes.”

“Hey!” midoriya says, pulling away from me to bop Shigaraki’s head. “What?” the crusty blue man says, indignant, “it’s just my opinion!”

Smiling and wiping tears carefully as toga melts back to herself, the girls stand up, as midoriya heads off to Iida, they squash me in a group hug before touching each other up and preparing for some of the others that might want to come get made over.

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(A/N: alrighty, I’m changing names. Here’s the key!

• Bakugou Katsuki    LEMonboy
• Ashido Mina         pinkbitch2.0
• Jirou Kyouka        hard.rock.soft.pop
• Kaminari Denki     daddy
• Kirishima Eijirou    canadian,flag
• Sero Hanta         wake/me/up
• Hagakure Tooru    naked&afraid
• Midoriya Izuku        not6so9innocent
• Todoroki Shouto    hetero(chromatic)
• Uraraka Ochako    U_hi_W_gh_U
• Asui Tsuyu        pepe+dafwog
• Shinsou Hitoshi    gucci*eyebags
• Iida Tenya        le~daddy
• Yaoyorozu Momo    mo.mo.ther
• Tokoyami Fumikage    *squawk*
• Satou Rikidou        the_cake’d_one
• Kouda Kouji        ill.talk.but.not.2.u
• Aoyama Yuuga     “CHEEEEEZZZZEEE?”
• Ojiro Mashirao        tailcwuddls
• Shouji Mezou        aermzz
• Endeavor        sHoUtOoOoO!!-
• Eraserhead        selp====slep====sleep
• Present Mic        baannaannaa()man
• Midnight        go1the2fuck3to4sleep
• Mount Lady        (tit)an
• Hawks            floof<>birb
• Dabi/Touya        toastytoast, tt, tittie  (yes, three changes in one chapter. Sue me.)
• Shimura Tenko    crusterfuck. (crustyfuck+clusterfuck. It’s 3am.)
• Kurogiri        old-ass.foggy.bnitch
• Toga Himiko        vampie(0vv0)baby
• Yagi Toshinori        IAMHEREWITHSMILES

Damn that’s long-

Mmkay, on to the actual plot shit now! <3)

*izuku midoriya has created a group chat !*

*izuku midoriya has added: >insert their names cuz I’m lazy<

*denki kaminari has accepted the invitation and is online !*

*all invitations have been accepted !*

*denki kaminari has named the group chat “LGBTQIA+ disasters !*

*denki kaminari has changed the names: >once again, insert names here<

Daddy: hey yall!

Daddy: what u need, Mido?

Not6so9innocent: we’re hosting a party tonight at **************, anyone who wants to get “professional” assistance, go to my dorm. There’s a crowd of people there who’ll help you.

Not6so9innocent: also, the party is for Iida. I’m in his dorm getting him ready, so don’t come in without knocking!! 

Le~daddy: sos midoriya-kun’s got me hostage-

hetero(chromatic): wow, humor from Iida? What broke? Also Midoriya, why are they in your dorm??

Not6so9innocent: they came for a makeover for me, but the love was there and then when i got my makeup out of the closet it rained “girl clothes” and things just went from there.

hetero(chromatic): ohhh.

hetero(chromatic): that makes sense.

hetero(chromatic): why is shiggy screaming??

Pinkbitch2.0: we put him in a sailor moon outfit and then had to tie him down so that he couldn’t get it off.

“CHEEEEEZZZZEEE?”: i approve of the outfit as long as you give him a glitter crown so that he can ✨ 🎇 *twinkle* 🎇 ✨ just like me~

Toastytoast: YES PLEASE

Toastytoast: Izu, you have one somewhere ik, toga tried to steal it once.

Not6so9innocent: closet, top shelf, pink box.

hetero(chomatic): did Iida die?

Not6so9innocent: I took iida’s phone cuz he kept moving so he’s not going to be texting for a while.

Not6so9innocent: bye!!

*not6so9innocent is offline !*

Daddy: whelp, that happened.

Daddy: @momother, I’m coming over!

Momother: okay, Kaminari-Kun!

>>>>>>>maybe a half-hour later<<<<<<

Pinkbitch2.0: YOU GUYS WE’RE DOING A FASHION SHOW AT THE PARTY AND I REFUSE TO TAKE NO FOR AN ANSWER YALL LOOK TO DAMN GOOD TO NOT SHOW OFF.

Canadian,flag: wow mina, what are you on with all of this energy.

Pinkpitch2.0: sleep deprivation. BUT   THATSNOTTHEPOINTKAMINARIIS   HOT   

LEMonboy: what

LEMonboy: the

LEMonboy: FUCK-

hetero)chromatic): bakugou, what’s the story behind the name, there?

Daddy: it’ Lord Explosion Murder, but abbriviated to LEM, and then i thought lemon, and then the song lemon boy came to mind and it reminded me of Kacchan here, so i went with it.

LEMonboy: dunce face, istg

Not6so9innocent: excuze me but that is mine.

Daddy: huh?-

Daddy: oh, whoop-

Daddy: DONT KILL ME PLZ I REPENT I REPENT-

Hard.rock.soft.pop: denki why tf are you on the roof?

Hard.rock.soft.pop: is that one of those rainbow-paracute things they use in kindergarten?!

Hard.rock.soft.pop: DENKI ISTG EXPLAIN RIGHT NOW!

Hard.rock.soft.pop: nevermind, the dumbass jumped off.

Tailcwuddls: why is denki in a tree??

Tailcwuddls: oh.

Hard.rock.soft.pop: *SIGH* 

Hard.rock.soft.pop: I’ll come get him…

Pinkbitch2.0: FASH.

Pinkbitch2.0: ION.

Pinkbitch2.0: SHOW.

Momother: yes, Mina, we know. We will do a fashion show.

*BloodAngel3 has joined the chat !*

BloodAngel3: also, to the readers: the idea for a fashion show came from AllIDoIsRead! Shoutout to them!

BloodAngel3: Izu?

Not6so9innocent: yea mom?

BloodAngel3: u done with Ii? 

Not6so9innocent: yeppers!

Not6so9innocent: omw to the party w/ him now!

BloodAngel3: oki-doki! Ttyl yall!

*BloodAngel3 has added CM to the chat !*

*BloodAngel3 has left the chat !*

CM: hi! 

CM: momo I’m coming over for an outfit!

Momother: we’ll be ready!

vampieUvvUbaby: come on in!

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3:47am

hetero(chromatic): I JUST WANT SOMEONE TO TAKE ME OUT GODDAMNIT-

Not6so9innocent: like on a date??

LEMonboy: or with a sniper rifle.

hetero(chromatic): idfc suprise me bitch.

Canadian,flag: Katsuki I swear to god it’s 4am SHUT UP WE’RE TRYING TO SLEEP QUIT EXPLODING SHIT.

LEMonboy: but the half-and-half bastard gave me a choice!!

LEMonboy: you can’t be mad at me for doing what he wanted, Ei!

Canadian,flag: i know what you’re trying to do and it’s not going to work, bitch.

selp====slep====sleep: 2 things.

selp====slep====sleep: 1, GO THE FUCK TO SLEEEEEPPPPPP

selp====slep====sleep: 2, kaminari, what the hell is going on with my name.

Daddy: i tried to write sleep but i must’ve hit the equal sign instead of backspace.

selp====slep====sleep: okay. NOW GO TO BED OR I’M LETTING SHINSOU LOOSE ON YOU ALL.

gucci*eyebags: no. i can’t sleep as is, I’m not wasting energy staying up all night using my quirk on these dipshits.

gucci*eyebags: also, that’s illegal Dad.

baannaannaa()man: i thought i was dad??

gucci*eyebags: no. you’re loud, not Dad.

baannaannaa()man: rude but true. T-T

The_cake’d_one: are we not even going to mention the fact that todoroki is trying to make bakugou-kun explode him again??

Not6so9innocent: nope.

Le~daddy: this happens a lot, so we tend to just ignore it. Nobody’s ever really gotten injured.

The_cake’d_one: damn, even Iida doesnt give a shit!

Le~daddy: LANGUAGE!

The_cake’d_one: sorry dad.

Hard.rock.soft.pop: well, now that we’re all awake, whaddaya wanna talk about??

Pepe+dafwog: smoothies.

U_hi_W_gh_U: Tsu, babe, that’s not a smoothie. That’s chalk, chocolate milk, nyquill, and pepto bismol.

U_hi_W_gh_U: don’t drink that.

U_hi_W_gh_U: GOD FUCKING DAMN IT BABE THAT’S NOT FOOD STOP ISTG!

Pepe+dafwog: but it tastes good!!

Le~daddy: uraraka why did you text that instead of just taking the “smoothie” from Tsuyu-san?

U_hi_W_gh_U: because.

U_hi_W_gh_U: its 4am stop asking such deep and meaningful questions.

Pepe+dafwog: howbout chololotate budding??

U_hi_W_gh_U: yes, Tsu, chocolate pudding is okay.

Le~daddy:  how the heck did you understand that??

U_hi_W_gh_U: i have magic powers. They’re called siblings.

Le~daddy: o...kaythen??

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3:47am

hetero(chromatic): I JUST WANT SOMEONE TO TAKE ME OUT GODDAMNIT-

Not6so9innocent: like on a date??

LEMonboy: or with a sniper rifle.

hetero(chromatic): idfc suprise me bitch.

Canadian,flag: Katsuki I swear to god it’s 4am SHUT UP WE’RE TRYING TO SLEEP QUIT EXPLODING SHIT.

LEMonboy: but the half-and-half bastard gave me a choice!!

LEMonboy: you can’t be mad at me for doing what he wanted, Ei!

Canadian,flag: i know what you’re trying to do and it’s not going to work, bitch.

selp====slep====sleep: kaminari, what the hell is going on with my name.

Daddy: i tried to write sleep but i must’ve hit the equal sign instead of backspace.

selp====slep====sleep: valid. Also, shut up, or I’m setting shinsou on you all.

gucci*eyebags: I’m prolly making as much noise as the rest of them, surprisingly.

gucci*eyebags: also, that’s illegal Dad.

baannaannaa()man: i thought i was dad??

gucci*eyebags: no. you’re loud, not Dad.

baannaannaa()man: rude but true. T-T

The_cake’d_one: are we not even going to mention the fact that todoroki is trying to make bakugou-kun explode him again??

Not6so9innocent: nope.

Le~daddy: this happens a lot, so we tend to just ignore it. Nobody’s ever really gotten injured.

The_cake’d_one: damn, even Iida doesnt give a shit!

Le~daddy: LANGUAGE!

The_cake’d_one: sorry dad.

Pinkbitch2.0: ALRIGHT FUCKERS, FASHOON SHOE TIME!

Pinkbitch2.0: *dashion, shor

Pinkbitch2.0: fuck!!

Pinkbitch2.0: *fashion, show.

Pinkbitch2.0: finally!

Daddy: omw bts!!

Le daddy: bts?? Aren’t they a band??

Not6so9innocent: Kami meant Be There Soon. (bts)

Not6so9innocent: AND THEY ARE NOT A BAND THEY ARE BEAUTIFUL YOUNG PEOPLE WHO ARE NOT (very) AFRAID OF WHO THEY ARE AND THEY ARE ALMOST AS COOL AS MOTHMAN.

Not6so9innocent: fite me. I am stan, i am army.

Le daddy: what is this “mothman” you all are discussing??

Pinkbitch2.0: COME ON BITCHES THERE’S A FASHION SHOW WAITING FOR YOU ALL AND MIDORIYA IS HOT AND SHIGGY’S SAILOR MOON.

*pinkbitch2.0 has paused the chat !*

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(A/N: this is going to be a lot of describing, so if you don’t really care, just skip to the next chapter!)

Deku: black fading to green short poofy skirt, with black fishnets, velvet-covered 8-inch heels, glow in the dark green contacts, hair extensions, “tittie stuffers”, as mina called them when she saw, and then a white button-up collared shirt, a black and shiny green swirls tie, and an emerald-green 2-button deep neckline and 2-tailed jacket thing, along with a black satin ribbon-choker with a little green jingle bell and white kid gloves.

Toga’s makeup is almost done. She’s using some fake blood for a bit of gore, like a bloody nose and mouth, but kept the rest pretty natural. She also took her hair down out of the buns and just left it in pigtails, with purple carnations clipped on. She’s got a pair of denim overall-short-shorts, patterned with sunflowers and knives, (brought from the hideout by giri) a kinda see-through shirt with the pride flag done so that it looks like it’s oozing out from under her boobs, and black velvet thigh-high platform boots, with little gold and blue jingle bells.

Mina’s got a VERY fluorescent outfit, with a neon-pink glow-in-the-dark cropped hoodie, fishnet arm-things, a collar that’s practically dripping chains and spikes, a few chunky black-and-silver rings, and then topped it off with a pastel pink and purple bucket-hat and neon leggings with splashes of (all neon) pink, orange, yellow, green, and blue, with silver and glow-in-the-dark white streaks and black 4-inch platforms with an extra 2 inches of heel, as well as rainbow body paint, glitter hair gel, and rainbow contacts.

Tsu settles with a simple shift-dress, with three layers: the first is soft white cotton, the second is thin sparkly butter-yellow silk, and the third is grass-green tool, which makes the dress seem to shimmer when she moves, paired with simple pine-tree green tights, white ankle boots, blue eyeshadow, and pale pink kid gloves. Momo made her this adorable lilly-pad hair clip, to keep
her new bangs pulled to the side.

Toga and Dabi managed to get Shiggy into a sailor moon outfit, and after he was in, he decided that dresses weren’t so bad, but requested a cape and leggings. He even tried on a pair of shorter heels, making laps around the room to avoid falling on his ass. Shyly, he asked momo to make a pair of gloves with the pinkie finger missing, so that it would be impossible for him to use his quirk unless he clenched his fists or the gloves were off. I had another idea, and momo made him little sticky cap-things for his pinkies as well, so that even if he did touch the gloves, they wouldn’t disintegrate.

For hagakure, they went with something a little different. They got skin-color tights and had momo make some of the same shade for her arms, as close to her skin color as tooru could remember, also matching to the photo she grabbed from her room of her as a baby. She had deep brown eyes, long, wavy black hair, and moderately pale skin. Uraraka and Jirou pick out a pretty pale-blue dress and sparkly silver-and-periwinkle heels, and after Hagakure gets dressed, we get the dye in, give her as little makeup as possible, in order to keep her natural-looking, and last but not least do contacts and accessories.

Jirou gave up when mina caught her, and wound up in a black fall out boy tank, bad-ass fake tattoos, a black buckle-collar, a navy blue beanie emblazoned with the deep word “DAMN” in rich, dark orange letters, fishnet stockings over a many-layered string-lit tool skirt, the outer few layers patterned to look like a galaxy, and mid-calf noisy boots, as well as a black-fading-to-red smokey eye, purple matte lipstick, and an off-the-shoulder magenta lace “jacket”.

When kaminari showed up, he got a yellow and black plaid mid-thigh skirt, a mustard-yellow shirt with little white daisies and a pretty rainbow flag on the front, cute lavender ankle boots, (at shinsou’s earlier [private] request, but shhhh), sea-shell dangle earrings, a cute metal cat-ear headband, (another request of shinsou’s-) and a jacket with a seemingly random pattern of navy-blue splashes on a cream-and-pink background.

After he was done with Iida, izuku hauled todoroki in, and put him in a dark grey turtleneck with vertical thin cream stripes, tight-fitting black ripped jeans, black leather demi-gloves with small silver studs on the back, a little silver bolt on a thin brown leather cord, and gold round glasses. Momo put his hair up, with a neat fishtail braid coiled around his head like a crown. Toga did his makeup, which izuku was a little worried about at first, but when nothing happened after the first 30 seconds or so, he calmed down.

Dabi said he didn’t want much, so izuku just gave him a thick slather of lotion after the burnt man changed into tight black jeans, a tight white button-up, a mildly worn leather bomber jacket, and round iridescent purple glasses, with black knee high boots with silver buckles on the side.

Once Iida was finished and izuku was heading back, aoyama nervously caught his attention, and asked for something that midoriya had absolutely no problem with.

Hurrying back to his dorm and deciding it was best to simply ignore the chaos before him, he grabbed a few things close to what aoyama had described, and threw a few more things into a nondescript paper bag, before hustling out again, this time to the blonde’s dorm. After finishing, aoyama was almost in tears at the girl in the mirror. She had pretty, silky long blonde hair, a long, flared flamboyant and bosom-exposing dress, (thank god for body paint and fashion tape-), ridiculously shiny and tall red sequined platforms, drop-dead gorgeous makeup, and the usual purple cape with a silver rose clasp and white elbow-length “dainty” lace gloves.

Bakugou and kirishima were dolling eachother up in the explosive one’s room, the blonde being surprisingly (or unsurprisingly, really, considering his attitude towards mastery in all things) proficient at all things beauty, and everybody was curious to see how that turned out.

The rest of the classes either didn’t want to come, or simply came how they were.

A/N: hooooooly cow that was a l o t -

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A/N: Finally, the actual party!! Done in time skips, so that i can quickly evolve the situation and give some speedy contrast.
(also, most of them either group off or get very hammered, so be prepared. Mildly sexual general chaos ensues, most of it only referenced, but I’m me and me never passes up a chance to make a room full of well-placed sexual tension.)

10 minutes into the party:

Midoriya drags Iida in a few minutes after the party starts, and after his screech (literally, he just yelled-) causes most heads to turn their way, the collective crowd screeches back, because Iida has spiky hair, ripped black jeans with fishnets underneath, a black-and-white fall-out-boy band tank, and a black denim and midnight blue leather spiked jacket, paired with black platform buckle-up combat boots.

“Mido-spice!!” Mina screeches, hugging Midoriya in thanks and dragging Iida off into the crowd, planting a spontaneous kiss on the blue-haired man’s cheek, causing a devastating blush that clashes with the whole bad-boy aesthetic. It’s honestly pretty funny.

Midoriya disappears after a few seconds of enthused chatter about Iida’s makeover, and there’s muted arguing from the hall where he went.

Then, after the argument climaxed and then quieted down, Midoriya comes back, with a strangely familiar blonde on his arm, clinging to him nervously.

Pulling the girl over to the stage, they both climb up, the blonde hesitating, trailing behind.

A few people start to gasp and clap, but nobody actually identifies who the chick is.

Helping the nervous girl into the spotlight and grabbing the microphone left up there for this kinda thing, Midoriya clears his throat, and after asking the blonde if she’s sure, he goes “okay, yall, i have an announcement to make!! This beautiful young woman is one of our classmates! Now I know you all are probably thinking ‘wait, we don’t have any blonde girls in our class?’ and the response is: you would’ve been right about 2 months ago!! This gorgeous lady is… DRUMROLL PLEASE-! YUUGA AOYAMA!!”

The crowd is silent for a few seconds, then all 20 of class 1-A at once starts screaming. Congratulations, reassurance, admiration, and acceptance. The blonde starts crying, thanking the class for being kind and loving and accepting, and Midoriya is silently thumbs-upping (is that even a word??) himself on his choice of waterproof makeup.

He had guessed this would happen, remembering each time he had come out to someone.

In Aoyama’s room, before, as they were getting Aoyama ready, Midoriya had offered to take him to the same person who had helped Midoriya with his body change, but she had declined, saying that even though her body wasn’t the body of most people with her gender, she was beautiful exactly how she was, and that was that, but if that changed later, she would reconsider.

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TW: ALCOHOL, SEX, AND IMPLIED DRUG USE!! (pretty much in this whole thing. I was gonna mark chapters, but i gave up on that.)

1 hour into the party:

Everybody’s a good two drinks in now, and there have been some suspicious white lines, things hastily chewed, and a thick, strong smell filling the air in some parts of the room.

Windows were opened near curfew in case the teachers came by to check, but none of them came by.

However, by then, most people were too hammered to care about the chilly air, and just left them open.

There was dancing and chatting, kissing and some slightly naked people in corners, and people had been leaving in small groups, so there were really only a few people left, Bakuou, Kirishima, Midoriya, Todoroki, Ojiro, Iida, Denki, Shinsou, Shouji, and Koda, who most people were really surprised that he even came.

So pretty much all of the people who had unresolved sexual tension with the other people left in the room.

Bakugou was on Kirishima’s lap, Todoroki on Midoriya’s, and they’re just sitting there, staring at each other, awkwardly whispering.

Iida and denki and shinsou are all paired up in a corner after denki dared shinsou to use his quirk to make denki go so something and shinsou told denki to go stick his finger in Iida’s engines but for some reason shinsou didn’t use his quirk and denki just did it anyways and then they (denki and Iida) were kissing, and denki motioned shinsou over.

And finally, those three, purple, blue, and yellow, all went off to one of their dorms, and the few left kinda slipped away to sleep off the alcohol, (yes, even Koda drank some!) and the four on the floor got to really talking.

About love.

About life.

About their relationships.

About adding two more.

And in the end, the reach a conclusion.

The two will become four, and they might add more.

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Daddy: remember a few weeks ago when Midoriya made a Mothman shrine and told us about it after mentioning that allmight and Iida were hot, right before Katsuki got drunk and Todoroki somehow teleported??

Hard.rock.soft.pop: well, now that we’re all awake, whaddya wanna talk about??

Pepe+dafwog: smoothies.

Daddy: damn, i just got DISSED-

U_hi_W_gh_U: Tsu, babe, that’s not a smoothie. That’s chalk, chocolate milk, nyquil, and pepto bismol.

U_hi_W_gh_U: don’t drink that.

Daddy: i am offended

U_hi_W_gh_U: GOD FUCKING DAMN IT BABE THAT’S NOT FOOD STOP ISTG!

Pepe+dafwog: but it tastes good!!

Le~daddy: uraraka why did you text that instead of just taking the “smoothie” from Tsuyu-san?

U_hi_W_gh_U: because.

Pepe+dafwog: FOR THE LAST TIME CALL ME TSU *kero kero*

U_hi_W_gh_U: its 4am stop asking such deep and meaningful questions.

Pepe+dafwog: hoewrboit cvhololotatebu budlfding?? *kero?*

U_hi_W_gh_U: yes, Tsu, chocolate pudding is okay. Also, you don’t have to “*kero*” when you’re typing, babe.

Pepe+dafwog: k e r o .

Le~daddy: how the heck did you understand that??

U_hi_W_gh_U: i have magic powers. They’re called siblings.

Le~daddy: o...kaythen??

Pepe+dafwog: she also lurrrrvessss meeeee~

Not6so9innocent: Tsu-san, are you high??

Ill.talk.but.not.2.u: GUYS I USUALLY JUST WATCH THE CHAOS FROM AFAR BUT NOW I HAVE FUEL TO FAN THE FLAMES-

Ill.talk.but.not.2.u: THERE’S THIS SMALL FURRY CRITTER OUTSIDE

Pinkbitch2.0: damn where the fuck did this all come from?? You never talk! I’m,,, proud??

Ill.talk.but.not.2.u: SHUSH MINA-SAN THIS IS FUNNY

Ill.talk.but.not.2.u: I HAD MY COUSINS FROM AMERICA OVER THIS WEEK AND THEY MADE PIZZA AND WE DROPPED A SLICE AND SO IT WENT IN THE TRASH BUT THE SMALL FURRY CREATURE FOUND IT AND DUG IT OUT OF THE TRASH-

Ill.talk.but.not.2.u: AND IT WAS JUST SITTING OUTSIDE EATING THE PIZZA AND THEIR DOGS WERE JUST SITTING THERE WHINING THAT THEY WANTED EITHER THE PIZZA OR THE SMALL FURRY THING AND THE THING WAS JUST MAKING YUM NOISES AND IT LEGIT JUST SAID “I DONT GIVE A FUCK” AND THEN LEFT-

slep====slepp=====sleep: ……….

slep====slepp=====sleep: what the actual fuck

slep====slepp=====sleep: where did all of those words come from??

slep====slepp=====sleep: AND IS THAT A FUCK I SEE IN THAT LAST LINE??!!??!!

slep====slepp=====sleep: @baannaannaa()man am i high?? Is this a dream?? What the fuck is h a p p e n n i n g -

*bloodangel3 has joined the chat !*

Bloodangel3: it’s called i helped him talk by giving that animal a script and having his cousins come and make pizza, then pissing off gravity so that the pizza fell, resulting in it winding up outside, where that hungry creature (that i don’t even know what it was) that i saw on the street could find it, so i told the creature that there was food and 2 dogs to piss of.

Bloodangel3: also, to the readers, I’m planning on explaining a few things in the next chapter.

*bloodangel3 has left the chat !*

slep====slepp=====sleep: well then.

slep====slepp=====sleep: also, where did CM go?? They were here just a few days ago??

Not6so9innocent: they went shopping, brought the love some food and the girls supplies for their insane makeover spree, and then poofed back to their dimension.

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(A/N: I Love This Story So Much Oh My God It’s Scary-

I honestly still cant believe that this has 18 frigging chapters what the heck y’all!!

And yeah! Enjoy this shitshow chapter!

This is my sad and [hopefully?] long attempt at tying up all of the gaping plot holes while including the several funny snippets I’ve thought of while writing, or just whenever.

Also, warning, this is where the story actually gets a little more sexual.

I’m going to shut up now and let y’all read.)

They (all of class 1a) are sitting outside sprawled in hammocks and on blankets asking each other “deep and meaningful questions” and anyone who refuses to answer gets three icecubes put down their shirt.

In other words, everybody was answering.

Uraraka squiggles around to face Midoriya in her hammock, and, pointing at him, says “this question’s got a bit of a different set of rules, cuz it might be a bit sensitive for you, so if you want, just say no and we’ll all forget it and move on to the next one, and not make a big deal, okay??”

After she sees Midoriya’s nod, she asks “you’ve been in recovery girl’s office, and walking around after fights with no shirt, but you’re not wearing a binder or anything, but when the grape bitch did you-know-what, he had a binder… if you’re okay with it, like… ugh, i don't know how to ask, izu! You know what i mean, right??” she says hopefully, twisting to face him again.

He’s got a pained smile on his face, but still answers. “Yeah… the first day I got here, I wound up in recovery girl’s office, and she noticed my… bodily difference… right away. She said that if I waited a few weeks and had all known and available legal caretakers sign some forms, she could set me up with either a surgery or a friend of hers with a body-change quirk. After mom and i and auntie mitsuki (she was my secondary legal caretaker in case something happened to my mom) about it, they decided that because i was training to be a hero and i was a little bit more challenged than the others here, i really just needed as little down time as possible, to get as ready as i could to fight villains. They knew about the fact that UA gets attacked a lot, and they didn’t want me to be bedridden with stitches. So we went with the body quirk, i was “sick” in my dorm for 2 days, and then i was a normal functioning hero-in-training again, but this time with the proper body parts all around.”

A few of his fellow classmates are crying or trying to pretend that they aren’t (*cough* bakugou *cough cough*), but uraraka still wants clarification, as long as Midoriya is willing to answer, so she reminds him again that he can say no with no consequences, and then says “but why did you still have the binder? And why with your dead name on it??”

Smiling a little bit more fondly at the loving and supporting looks he’s getting, Midoriya says “i kept the binder to remind me who i was, and how far i’ve come, and that what you are isn’t really who you are, you know?? It was like a symbol of what I've overcome, but I kept it somewhere that bitch shouldn't've been able to find it. He had to have brought a ladder or something, it was way up fucking high in my closet. Or someone helped him get it. I guess that’s possible. If anybody here helped him get it, I don't care. You’re forgiven. You weren’t the one who decided to run around with it.”

Smiling back, clapping along with the rest of the class, uraraka says “it’s really amazing how you somehow always manage to see the good and kind in people, even if they’ve hurt or wronged you or others. I wish i could be more like that.”

Flushing a slight pink at her kind words of praise, midoriya mumbles a soft “it’s nothing!” before turning to Bakugou and signing something.

(another A/N: if it’s in italics with the little *--* thing, [asterisks?? I think??] then it’s sign. Bold with the *--* is lip-reading.)

*if anyone here knows sign, keep this to yourself and show no reaction, or stop looking. Kacchan, can I ask about your hearing??*

*sure, nerd. And yeah, if any of you fucking extras knows sign, stay outta my goddamn buisness.*

*thanks, kacchan!*

Midoriya, after finishing up his chat, says “mmkay, kacchan, how does your quirk affect you physically??”

Sighing, and knowing the answer the greenette is expecting, he goes on a short list, (sensitive hands and arms, stiff muscles, i have to be careful rubbing against/touching stuff if my quirk is really activated, yes mina i can control when i sweat otherwise everything would explode, and…) here he pauses, and takes a deep breath, looking at Midoriya’s flashing hands for reassurance.

“It’s severely impacted my hearing, and kind of my sight. As of now i wear contacts and invisible hearing aids, but it’s getting to the point where there have been a few fights and training sessions where my ears bled a little.”

Ignoring the gasps, he pulls out the little dime-sized plastic-and-metal things from his ears. They’re almost completely clear, with barely anything other than a battery compartment and the bits that actually go in his ear, then replaces them.

And then he sits up, braces one hand against his forehead, pulling up his upper eyelid, then uses the middle finger of his other hand to pull down the lower lid, and with his pointer and thumb, sticks them right in his eye and pinches, coming away with something small and clear.

“Katsuki Bakugou, what have I told you about doing that without clean hands and solution!” Midoriya yells, grabbing the tree limb above himself and pulling up and out of the hammock, then jogging over to bakugou and smacking him lightly before taking the two small bottles momo hands him. “It’s fine deku, I know what i’ve touched. I washed my hands before we came out here. I had a feeling you might make me do this.” Bakugou complains, trying to pull away from midoriya, who’s drenching him in hand sanitizer. “Sure. but now, you’re outside, and you’ve had your hands on trees, fabric, and your EARS for god’s sake. Trust me when i say you do NOT want earwax in your eyes.”

Bakugou complains all through midoriya dripping a little bit of the stuff from the second bottle onto the lens, taking it from bakugou, putting it in for him because “i already have the sanitizer on,” then climbing back up the tree to todoroki and his hammock, and settling back down with his dual-colored boyfriend in their all-black hammock with allmight shown in his signature pose.

Bakugou signs something (*Why are your hands so warm and why is you sticking shit in my eye sexy?*) but either nobody else knows sign or they’re a really good actor like midoriya, because the look on his face as he whispers what is assumed to be an apology for leaving (but isn’t,) to todoroki is nothing like the face you’d expect to be made when told that.

What midoriya really said to todoroki is “i really hope you wanna fuck kacchan as much as i do.”

With his mouth in full view of bakugou, who he knew would be watching for midoriya to sign something.

And the strangled squawk bakugou made after midoriya finished was a pretty decent indicator that he’d read every word.

Todoroki just nodded, and said “mhm.”

An aquidate response for both an apology as assumed by most, and a pretty blunt invitation to add another person to their relationship.

Throughout the rest of the questions, bakugou and midoriya’s hands were flying, and Midoriya was occasionally whispering something to todoroki, or todoroki would mouth something so that midoriya could hear and bakugou could see.

“Well, well, well… if it isn’t the 1A assholes. And before you ask, yes, I was watching you all interact, and yes, Izuku and Bakugou, I do know sign. Bakugou, it’s weird seeing you and Izuku interacting normally. It’s kinda throwing me off, compared to what you two were like at the start of the year,” he says, “i kinda thought you two hated each other, and that Bakugou kinda wanted you dead, midoriya! Are you sure that he’s okay for you to be with?? He could drop the facade at any moment and kill you!! And he probably would, too, given your past!!”

Bakugou’s breathing picks up, a detail that is noticed by almost the whole class, and all of the bakusquad makes a move to get up, but uraraka’s terrified whisper of “guys hold up-” pauses them and directs their gaze to her, and then to who she’s looking at: the LOV.

Toga looks like the fire in her eyes could rival Dabi’s and the other three could slam Monoma silly right here and now.

But once again, a single sentence draws everybody’s attention again.

“It’s okay, you guys, I’ve got this,” Izuku affirms, standing up and stretching, his quirk doing the most unnerving thing, making actual little patterns, moving tattoos almost, along his body, sending off whip-crackles of green light mingled with red, and his eyes are glowing a deep ruby.

“Babe, calm.” katsuki says wetly, his voice tired and sad, but still calming Izuku down a little.

“Fine.” the greenette says, moving back to his hammock, then, lightning-fast, sets off his quirk, flying over to Monoma and slapping him hard enough to knock him to the ground, but without his quirk, so that he nor Aizawa can be held responsible for attacking a student/allowing a student to attack another student with an unauthorized use of quirks.

“That was satisfying.” he says, then pulls the man into a fireman’s carry, despite his protests, activates his quirk once more, and essentially teleports to the front door, then inside and to what people assume is the nurse’s office, and then back, in just a few minutes.

“There,” he says, and steals a forehead kiss from both katsuki and kirishima, before climbing back over to Todoroki and giving him a kiss on the lips, then just nods at Mina’s unspoken question.

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LIL BIT OF URARAKA ANGST!! TW: RAPE/NON-CON, DEATH THREATS, UNWILLING PROSTITUTION!! Also tsuchakoiida and hurt/comfort and crying and yeah. I was feeling sad, so enjoy this!!

“Guys… I have something to tell you all…” Uraraka hesitantly says, but tsu and Iida each take one of her hands and she seems to draw strength from that, sitting up a little straighter and sniffling her tears back.

“A few months ago… I was…I got raped… I was on patrol and someone nabbed me, I don't even know what their gender was but it doesn’t matter… they knocked me out after, but left some money and a note, telling me to go somewhere blindfolded and I’d be getting double that amount, which would be about 2000$, or they’d kill my parents…”

sniffling, tears running down her face, she pauses here and pulls out her phone, then continues, saying “I think they know where my parents live too. When I found my phone after, they had opened my contacts and looked at my mother’s, which had our address in it… I was so scared that I listened… I love my parents more than I care about myself… I couldn't bear letting them get hurt because I couldn't handle some low-life asshole…”

Harshly rubbing away her tears, she’s yanking on her hair, seeming to punish herself for something, furthered by the self-hate in her words, but Tsu gently takes ehr hand and presses a kiss to her scalp, wrapping a gently arm around her body.

Smiling a little from the love emanating from Iida and Tsu on either side of her, she continues, “and because of that love and that threat, I went back to them, back to that dark alley twice every week after patrol for over a month, before… before Tsu caught me coming back crying at 3am with a lot of cash and a blindfold, hair messed up and makeup running, marks on my whole body, cold and sore…”

Her sobs kicking in full-scale, she angrily scrubs tears and snot off of her face again, and forces herself to keep speaking, yanking on her sleeves, an action that Tsu and Izuku both noticed but didn’t mention.

“I wanted to die that night,” the brown-haired girl says, brokenly, “i’d had enough of that stranger and the constant worry when my parents took a few too many rings to answer, and she sat me down on her bed with the door open and just let me sob and scream and rant and eventually cuddle her and fall asleep.” a sad smile on her face, she looks gratefully at Tsu, laying down in her lap before letting her words tumble out once more.

She let me make the moves, which i never thanked her for… and she gave me some advice. So next time, I went with a note, which I gave whoever it was beforehand, and they gave it back with a check mark after, along with the money, so next time I brought tsu, and another note saying that she was sick and would be coming next time.”

Here she pauses, her sobs choking her momentarily, and she can’t seem to breathe, but tsu just pulls her in and she calms down in a few seconds. “Sorry…” she whispers, but iida says “no. do not apologize. Take your time, love. This is your story, never be sorry,” and she looks at him with heart-wrenching love in her eyes, tears soaking Tsu’s skirt.

Hell, everybody is crying at this point, and a few of the girls who’d had similar encounters or friends with the same were bawling. Mina and Momo were clutching to each other, jirou on their laps, and a torrent of tears staining a uniform showing where hagakure sat, arms wrinkling Momo’s clothes as dark shadow played with what was probably her hair.

Uraraka continues, “but they must’ve guessed I’d try something, because apparently someone got Tsu, stabbed her before she could react, but she… she was able to restrain them, and get to me… she-”

here she breaks off again, coughing and wailing, clutching to Tsu as though she couldn’t bare to let go lest she disappear or get hurt again, so the green-haired girl takes over, saying “I hit the person with some of the poison I can spit, *kero*, paralyzing them temporarily… and tied them up with some of the rope I’d brought, and got the others…”

Pausing to wipe her tears and clear her throat, folding to press a tender kiss to her girlfriend’s forehead and cheeks, then the tip of her nose, then a chaste and gentle kiss to her lips, she smiles gently at the broken giggle uraraka makes.

Continuing her explanation, she says “But i thought i must’ve missed one, *kero kero*, because I turned and ‘Chaco was gone, *kero*.”

Pulling the sniffling girl on her lap up and against her chest, as though to make sure she was real, she continues once more.

“I was terrified, i thought she was dead, and i guess i passed out, because next thing i know Iida was there with Uraraka clinging to him, wailing about how i got stabbed and was dying.”

Here Iida takes over, sensing that both girls were getting a little stressed.

“When Ochaco came to get me, she told me that she had been swooning for a while, pretty much since she got stabbed, and so Ochaco had run all the way to the dorms from a few miles away, to get me, the only other person who was awake/she didn’t feel bad for waking.”

The whole class takes a second to breathe, and after silently asking, kurogiri warps Iida, Tsu, and Uraraka onto a fog-cloud, and Uraraka over Iida, Tsu, and Toga’s laps, all three of whom were rubbing small circles on her back.

Calmer but still sobbing, uraraka continues, saying “i was beggin Iida and tsu to not tell anyone, i didn't want to be special or pitied, i didn't want people to know how stupidly and disgustingly low i stopped for money and how weak i was that i couldn't fight off one person, but they told aizawa and recovery girl, and i got a therapist.”

Her eyes are slowly running dry, but she’s still hiccuping, causing her speech to jolt a little, but she presses on nevertheless. “all of the teachers took me between classes and talked to me, and Aizawa bullied my agency and their agencies to let me have Iida and tsu with me on patrol, and we did strength training, and i slowly got better, stopped having stupid fucking nightmares…”

Here she paused, the cuss word apparently shocking even her, but she shrugged, and continued, “and then the news report came, and that person, ************ *********** ************, was let off with no charges because I wasn't physically injured.”

Giggling a little, she says “I swear, both Iida and Aizawa could've killed someone, and tsu recovery girl and my therapist combined nearly did. They went to the police station and almost assaulted the officer who refused to let them press charges.”

Taking over again, Iida says “eventually, she got 2 years in jail for assault of a hero, but because she was some company CEO they were too afraid of her, her money, her lawyer, and her connections to really do anything.”

Scowling, tsu nods, and toga’s face lights up. “One thing that’s an advantage of knowing me is that we can kill people with no real harm!!” she chirps, and uraraka blanches, but her face hardens, and she says “i would love for you to do that, but that’s not right, that’s worse than going to her level, that’s going below it.”

Sighing, toga nods, and says “it was worth a try. I get what you mean though. I could get her blood and do something dumb??”

“No,” uraraka sighs, sadly but firmly, “If it was something smaller, like… oh, nabbing a postcard from her mailbox, maybe, but she’s already in jail for a bit, which is making her company consider firing her, because she’s apparently always been a little bit of an asshole to people.”

Nodding, toga resumes playing with her hair, and momo speaks, saying “I admire you for that, Uraraka-san. I know how hard it is to continue to be a good person when it would be so easy to pull strings and get someone in trouble. One of the lower assholes at my internship was a stylist, and he kept hitting on me and touching me a little bit more than he had to to get my dress to lay right, but i kept my quiet and politely reported it to the woman i was with, and she gave him a good bit of money and let him go. But god, did i want to whip my name around and get him humiliated…”

Smiling, uraraka gives the ravenette a double thumbs-up, and sits up, giving toga a hug and thanking her for doing her hair before sliding off the purple cloud and jogging off, tossing a “who wants lunch??” over her shoulder, triggering an avalanche of people following him, and Kurogiri sighing and warping them all into the dining hall.

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so.

should i hurry them all up and get them together, or should i write more angst and trauma??

should i add the teachers more, timeskip to when they're all pros, or just end it with some cute fluffy proposing?

if you have any requests/ideas/complaints/questions, leave a comment and I'll try to respond!

Chapter Text

Few weeks later, Karma’s gone and the others are continuing their training.

“So Izuku, you seem to know pretty much everyone from BloodAngel’s dimension that pops up here, huh?” Uraraka asks, having just thrown a rather large rock into a force-field that Midoriya made by gathering the energy of one-for-all and hardening it.

“Yeah, they usually show up on patrols and just come up to me and say ‘Hey, Izuku! Nice to meet you, my name’s ___!’ and after I’d met BloodAngel, they usually all just added ‘BloodAngel thought I should meet you!’ after, and I just got used to it eventually.” the greenette replied, sending out tendrils of energy through the ground and air to feel where uraraka was without seeing her, thus the blindfold.

“So they just show up and you’re like ‘oh, hey, how are you’?” Uraraka shouts back over the din of bakugou exploding all over his body at once while reversing the gravity of another chunk of rock and crushing it into the ground, causing a cloud of dust and debris to fly up and choke Izuku’s energy-field-sensor-thingie.

“Yep, pretty much!” Midoriya responds, chucking a ball of crackling green and red light at the brunette, knocking her back and then cementing her firmly to the wall, but she simply tapped the material with the three fingers of her right hand and the two of her left that Izuku missed, and then pushed out, taking advantage of the fact that her quirk lowered the mass and thus the stability of most things as well, to crack the energy-crystal and drop to the ground.

“Cool! How many are there?” raising several pieces of rebar from the rubble and piercing Izuku’s shield, shattering it and knocking him into a wall.

“Uh, BloodAngel, Karma, CM, and a few more who don’t come that often, so maybe 5 or 6?”

“Huh. do you think you could call them or something? I know you can with BloodAngel, but what about the others? Or would you just have to ask BloodAngel to let them in”

“I don’t know, BloodAngel just told me that they can’t fight for us or the LOVE, they have to stay neutral, and not get involved in our stuff.”

“Really? I wonder why- OOF!” The gravity queen was cut off by a solid two-footed kick of ojiro’s to her rear, knocking her forwards before she managed to float herself up to grab one of the supports on the ceiling and take a breather.

Karma had given them all advice on their quirks, and new uses for them, and now they were all training as a group in one of the bigger disaster zones that Cementoss made, so that they could improve on their combat skills, reaction time, quirk limits, quick thinking, and creativity with their powers and limits, as well as having the teachers watching them to score them on the damage they did to their surroundings and such.

“TIME!” mic screeched from wherever he was, and it was like someone cut the strings on twenty or so little multi-colored puppets, because all of class A simply flopped to the ground, panting but mostly uninjured, thanks to Karma’s advice to recovery girl of giving pre-fight kisses.

Groaning, Izuku caught the granola bar and water bottle that Aizawa was throwing at them, and ate most of the bar in one mouthful, poured some of the water on the back of his neck, chewed, swallowed, and laid face-down in the dirt, wheezing and gasping for breath.

Trying to breathe deeply and not throw up her breakfast, Uraraka pulls off her shoes and rubs the pressure point on the pad of her foot with four fingers, trying to calm her stomach down, and Momo makes her a small can of bubbly mint-water, which she gratefully sips, cooling down.

The raven-haired girl then tears open the bag of fatty jerky she keeps on-hand, tucked in her belt, and inhales about a third of it, knowing that any more might make her feel worse, and chugging a bottle of water, too tired to bother being dainty or ladylike, before flopping back onto the ground and promptly falling asleep, using her hair as a pillow.

Todoroki is exhausted and covered in frost on one side and angry red skin on the other, trying to regulate his body temperatures, but still took the time and thought and energy to make chunks of ice for Iida’s legs and bakugou’s sore muscles and scorched skin, and has lit a leftover pile of sero’s tape on fire to help himself and the others warm up.

Kirishima is jabbing his fingers into various muscle groups on Bakugou’s body, working out all of the stress kinks and soreness from exploding in new places, and Ojiro, Tokoyami, Hagakure, and Shouji are just sitting on the ground, stretching and panting and eating or drinking.

The teachers are making notes on their twenty different laptops, in one line scooching along a table, entering the things they noticed and wanted the kids to work on, and tips for how they could work well against and with each other, as well as improving mind and body efficiency.

And yes, the young heroes do this almost every day, slowly improving their bodies and minds until they’re the best they can be and have graduated school, becoming the heroes they were training for these three long and dangerous years to be.

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Recovery girl hobbles out of her office, the students catching a glimpse of a very pale Tenko, head lolling, on a cot in the corner before the door swings smoothly shut.

“He’s alive. He’s lost a lot of blood, but his finger is back on, and that’s what really matters. Do any of you know your blood types?” she says, swinging her cane around at the group clustered on the floor around her door.

About 15 hands shoot up, and she says “stand if you’ve got O.” Ojiro, Aoyama, Satou, Denki, Izuku, Kirishima, and Todoroki are the only ones who jump to their feet.

“Izuku down.” she says, poking him in the chest. He starts to protest, but she says “no, young man, you get hurt too damn much for me to be taking any of your blood.”

laughing sheepishly, he sits, and recovery girl continues until it’s Ojiro, Aoyama, and Denki left.

After recovery girl says “needle”, Aoyama sits, apologizing but saying that the last time she got a shot, she fainted, and right as Denki's about to say that he’ll do it, Ojiro yells “I HAVE TO.”

The rest of the class’s head whips over to him, and he takes a deep breath, and explains.

>>> timeskip: shiggy wakes up <<<
Shiggy pov

Groaning, I roll over, and a weight on my stomach makes me jerk upright, but as my eyes adjust to the light blasting in my face through the open window, I see a blur of green, and the beep from the machine next to me slows.

It takes my brain a second to piece together what happened, but I remember panicking in the alley and trying to cut off a finger - dumbass - and then I must've lost too much blood and blacked out. I know that Midoriya and I are the same blood type, he must be in here because he gave his to me and then refused to leave.

Using extra caution, still a little worried (and mad at myself) for the incident before my freakout, I grab him with three fingers instead of my usual four, and shake Midoriya awake.

“Mmhn…” he grumbles, sitting up blearily and rubbing his eyes, stretching his back from sleeping hunched over a cot in the corner of what seems to be an office-hospital combo.

Which reminds me.

I have no idea where the fuck I am.

I knew that stepping out there into the light and talking to Midoriya was gonna make something stupid happen, and now I’ve gone and gotten myself fucking captured by the one person I fucking trusted. Absolutely amazing.

“Great idea, you traumatized murderous fuck.” i whisper to myself, forgetting Midoriya in my haste to yank the needles from my arms and get the fuck out of there, save the rest of my idiots, burn down our hideout, and book it to another city, possibly another country.

“Hey, hey, what the hell do you think you’re doing?” a familiar voice says, gently blocking my hands from ripping out the last needle, the one dripping blood into my body. Hands with mangled knuckles. I know those hands, those are Izuku’s hands.

Fuck.

That’s right, he’s here.

I try and push back, away from him and bang my head against the wall, setting the room blasting color and shapes, clamoring against my eyes to determine which’ll get seen first. “Shiiiit, that hu-” I groan, cut short by the bed dipping and Izuku moving up to curl up next to me.

“No, I don't wanna hurt you!” I scream, voice breaking and tears I didn't know I had streaming down my face. Huh, when did those start falling?

But Izuku gently, hands cold and soothing, grabs one of my wrists and slips something soft over three of my fingers and down my palm, and a second band of stretchy fabric that puts a little bit of tension on my hand snaps onto the back.

Three-finger gloves.

As he puts the other one on, I look at him, confusion slowly replacing some of my panic, and before I can think to pull away, he clamps all five of my fingers down on his bare skin. “See, no dust!” he says, showing me.

No dust.

Because the gloved cover my fingers, there’s no way for them all to touch.

“Th-than-nk you!” I whisper, stress and tears combining to make my old stutter pop up, looking first at them and then up at him, and he pulls me in, hiding my face in his pine and woods smell, and I just focus on existing. Matching my breathing to Izuku’s.

Feeling the bed under me.
Feeling my heart stubbornly beating, mixing someone else’s blood around in my body. (ick-)
Notcing that stupid fucking piece of hair tickling my nose.
Realizing the gentle, comforting pull of the gloves, keeping everything and everyone I love safe.

I cannot tell you how many gaming remotes i’ve disintegrated-

But, as with all good things, they must come to an end, and Izuku pulls away, saying “If, and only if, you’re up to it, the others are really worried about you.”

I nod, and he gently pulls the last needle from my arm, and I see OM written on the bag, rather than the MI I was expecting. “Who’s is that?” I question, and apparently nodding my head at the bag rather than pointing was a really bad idea, because the room starts trying to tapdance again, and I almost sway off the bed trying to keep it still.

“Whoa there, mister blood-loss!” Izuku says, catching me and lifting me back upright, blocking out the swirling colors again until my eyes can focus on him.

“You sure you wanna move around like that?” he asks, and this time instead of nodding like an idiot, I hold my head very still and say “yes.” instead.

Chapter Text

After the other students and LOVE members gently hugged Tenko and he was given a food and water, still sitting in a wheelchair with the metal tree of needles, monitors, and blood trailing behind him, they all took turns showing him around UA and their rooms, giving him as much love as they could, and making sure he was safe and had another member or more of the LOVE with him at all times, because they made him feel safe.

Ojiro kept glancing at the bag, then at the needle, then at Tenko’s face and hurrying to look away when caught watching, and Tenko noticed, beginning to piece together the initials and the glances, but kept from asking.

He still felt like he was prying, being wheeled by these kids he’d tried to kill multiple times, but they insisted, and it seemed like every corner he turned he was greeted by a smile, a “Tenko, look!” and a trick being performed or a trinket gifted to him. It made him happy that they accepted him, but the paranoia and trust issues were still there, that it was all… fake.

And it all felt so surreal. Like he shouldn’t be here, couldn’t be here, he was just dreaming, taking a stroll in someone else’s home uninvited, getting the shiny floors scuffed with his tarnish and the tracks from his wheelchair, making others do things for him because he lost so much blood and was pretty malnourished and traumatized, according to the teachers and Izuku.

But he also knew that Izuku and the others would gladly kill anybody who hurt him again, including Tenko himself, so he kept these thoughts in his head, and touched as few things as he could, because even though he had the gloves it seemed like now that he was free of AFO’s control, there were moments when he saw the blood of the millions he’d killed dripping off of his hands, staining everything he touched red.

And yet every night, Izuku slept on the floor, curled up on a blanket, and the league took over his bed, curled in Oboro’s fog. Izuku cared, and Izuku was the most trusted by them all, the closest to all the LOVE’s hearts, aside from each other.

Blonde, black, white, and blue were their original colors, and only one stayed.

Now they are blonde, pale blue, black, and purple.

And so they slept.

Meanwhile, the other members of 1A were gathered in the common room, and they were talking.

Talking about love, and what their relationships meant, and how they all felt.

In their little groups, Izuku and Shouto were melding with Eijiro and Katsuki. Tenya and Ochacco were together, but Tsu and Ochacco were dating as well, and Iida and Tsu were open to meshing. Mashirao, Tooru, and Fumikage were all already dating, and Momo and Jiro were together.

Mineta had been sent off to a private school, and he was apparently doing better, because he wrote an only partially half-assed apology letter, and mentioned that Karma had been to see him, and gave him some pretty pointed life advice.

Jirou was also dating Denki and Ashido, and Denki was, loosely, with both Eijiro and Hanta, but officially with Hitoshi.

Hanta, Rikidou, Kouji, and Yuuga were all “single” but occasionally joined one of the other groups on dates, and so the whole class was pretty much dating one or more people.

So, they decided to think about melding.

Smiling, Denki sits up, and says “so. Ship name?”

Groaning, Ashido says “ugh, but there’s 20 of us! That’ll be sooo looonggg!!”

Thinking for a few seconds, 10 at most, Denki rattles off a list. “exploding acidic hardened sticky electrified fast floating frogs that shoot lazers and control their shadows, use mind control, and get really strong whenever they eat sugar. Their tails are really strong, and rather than just letting air through, they can create things with their skin, and they’re either really hot or really cold, and they can shoot tendrils and are really strong and can talk to humans or animals.”

The rest of the class is shocked. “Denki, that was actually really impressive!” Ochacco says, and the rest of them nod, but denki just says “that’s one thing that I’ve always been pretty good at.”

Pausing again, he thinks for a few more seconds, then says “okay, now should we go with the first syllable of name, first letter of name, first three or four letters, in alphabetical order or by age?”

Seeming to snap out of a trance, Eijiro says “let’s go first three or four letters and alphabetical.”

“Okay,” denki says, “let’s do this.”

“You’re really doing it with no paper?!” Momo asks, but Denki just nods absently, already lost. “Den... Eiji... Fumi... Hant... Hito... Izu... Kats... Kou... Kyou... Mash... Ashi... Momo... Ocha... Riki... Shou... Ten... Tsu... Yuu... Okay, so that would be… about 70 letters, so pretty long… and the ship is DenEijiFumiHantHitoIzuKatsKouKyouMashAshiMomoOchaRikiShouTenTsuYuu!!”

The rest of the class is just shooketh. Momo makes a piece of paper, and the electric blonde writes it down, and then underneath he writes all of their names in alphabetical order, with the letters he used in the ship capitalized and bold.

Dark shadow takes it, and the pencil, and adds “chad” at the end, and, when done, coils himself around Ojiro’s tail and gently bonks heads with Izuku, who nuzzles back, making the rest smile and not. “DenEijiFumiHantHitoIzuKatsKouKyouMashAshiMomoOchaRikiShouTenTsuYuuChad. I like that, it’s a keeper.” Eijiro says, making Denki smile at his easy repetition of the long name.

“What if we added a terms of relationships at the bottom, and then signed on the back?” momo suggests, and the rest agree, and so they do. “I promise i will ask before bringing another person into the relationship or my love life, i will include everyone in discussions unless it’s planning a positive surprise for another member of the group, i will keep our relationship a secret from all but the most trusted people, and these are the pairs we will show the public:
Kirishima x Bakugou Midoriya x Todoroki Momo x Satou Jirou x Denki
Iida x Uraraka Shinsou x Aoyama Koda x Tsu Hanta x Mina Tokoyami x Ojiro”

Everyone signs the back, and then Ojiro brings up what he wanted to talk about.

“So… I think that Shigaraki - sorry, Tenko, - figured out that it’s my blood. So I feel like I should explain it to him, like, tell him why I volunteered, but… I don’t know, i just feel like he’d hate me or something…” the pro says, tail swaying in a gentle rhythm on the floor.

“Mmm…” Izuku hums, gently pulling the swishing tail into his lap and running his fingers through the surprisingly thick and soft fur. “I could come with you, in case something happens, and we could do it with just Tenko.” the greenette suggests, and, although reluctantly, Ojiro nods.

And just then, Aizawa comes in and plops down, and says “So. Which one of yall are these adoption papers for?”

Chapter Text

Recap:
Ojiro brings up what he wanted to talk about.

“So… I think that Shigaraki - sorry, Tenko, - figured out that it’s my blood. So I feel like I should explain it to him, like, tell him why I volunteered, but… I don’t know, i just feel like he’d hate me or something…” the pro says, tail swaying in a gentle rhythm on the floor.

“Mmm…” Izuku hums, gently pulling the swishing tail into his lap and running his fingers through the surprisingly thick and soft fur. “I could come with you, in case something happens, and we could do it with just Tenko.” the greenette suggests, and, although reluctantly, Ojiro nods.

And just then, Aizawa comes in and plops down, and says “So. Which one of yall are these adoption papers for?”
End of recap.

Sheepishly raising his hand, Izuku says “they’re mine, sir. Well, technically the LOVE’s and my mom’s, but mine.”

“Your mom’s?” Aizawa asks, eyebrows raising.

“...yeah… originally I was going to adopt them because I’m legally old enough to do that now, but when I told mom about it she insisted that she take them so that I can focus on being a hero.”

“As long as your mother’s alright with this and it won’t interfere with you training and studying, then I guess I’m alright with it as well.”

“Thank you, Aizawa-sensei!!”

“You’re welcome, problem child.” the black-haired teacher says, standing and walking out.

<*>-_-<*>-_-<*>

Timeskip
Next day
Inko’s house
Izuku’s POV

I knock on the front door of the house I got mom and Allmight with my first pay as a hero, and wait nervously for it to open. I haven’t told Allmight yet, so I really hope that he doesn’t open the door.

But of course, knowing my luck, I’m not really surprised when he does, so I just lead the LOVE in, and close the door behind us. “Villains?” he says, a little bit confused by the fact that I’m wheeling Tenko in so calmly, and giving Toga a piggyback ride, and he just stands by the door, blinking at me.

“Is mom home?” i ask, sliding Toga off my back and onto the couch, motioning for Dabi and Oboro to join her, and activating one-for-all slightly to lift Tenko out of the wheelchair and settle him on the pillow of fog Oboro makes, adding a blanket over his lap and making sure that he’s not panicking about being in a new place or seeing allmight, because that was one of the big things he was worried about when i told him we were heading to meet my mom and her boyfriend allmight.

God, it feels so weird thinking of him as my mom’s boyfriend and my trainer! I mean, I guess I’ve always seen him as a parental figure, because when I was little and would think of my dad, I’d just see allmight, and when he started teaching he kinda took care of me when we were in the dorms, but now that it’s official it just slaps me in the face every time I hear about it.

Oh well.

My mom walks in, and sees all of us on the couch, and Allmight just standing by the door, and scowls at him, saying “Yagi, honey, come in and say hello! I told you we’d have guests today, didn’t I?”

He nods, clearly still a little confused, and I sigh, and walk over to him, wrapping him in a hug. “Hey, Dad, I missed you.” I say, and he smiles at me, then says “Izuku, my boy! I think you’re here being taller then me!”

I trace a line through the air from my head to his, and there’s about an inch of space between my hand and his hair. “Huh, you’re right!! I wonder when that happened??” I say, face flushing a little.

I don’t tell him that I figured out how to use one for all like he does, but permanently, and made myself a little taller and more muscular. I’m a big enough fanboy as is, and he’s my own dad.

Fanboying for your dad just feels wrong, somehow…

I walk over to give my mom a hug as well, and she sighs, squeezing me, and says “ohhh, my baby boy, I missed you.” pulling away, she grins evilly, and heads for the bookshelf where my arch-nemesis lives.

And sure enough, she pulls off the thick, hand-bound leather photo album labeled “Izuku Midoriya” and walks over, Allmight in tow, to flop on the couch between Toga and Touya.

“Baby photos?” toga questions, evil glimmer in her eye, and mom responds “Baby photos. About 70 of them, all of Izuku.” with a matching glimmer.

And thus, the next hour passes with me trying out for a part as a tomato in your local store, and the LOVE getting more and more mushy, pouring over each photo, coo-ing and aww-ing over the photos of me in allmight onesies, cooking and baking, holding an allmight plush as big as me, playing with Kacchan, the way I used to sleep, tangled up in my blankets with my pillow thrown halfway across the room. Fourteen strips of photos from the same photo booth, going all the way from my first birthday, all the way to my fourteenth birthday, the year I grew taller than my mom.

After she’s finally done, I’ve finished up dinner, having resulted to hiding in the kitchen to avoid the squeals of delight and teasing chuckles from Touya and Tenko, and amused laughs from Oboro, who I’d really hoped wouldn’t be seeing the photos, because that man, contrary to what most people think when they see how he dresses, can be verrrryyyyy persistent when teasing people.

I set out the dishes and trays of food on the table, and help Tenko over to the table, and despite all of his grumbling I can tell that his head spins a little with each step, and sigh. He lost a lot more blood than it looked like at first, and he smashed his head pretty hard on the ground when he collapsed, earning him a nasty concussion and more blood loss from the enormous scrape that opened up.

Over dinner, we chat about things, catching allmight up to speed on the LOVE situation, and he relaxes a little after hearing that I trust them with my life, and show him the gloves I got Tenko and the chewelry that I got Toga after we figured out that it helped her blood cravings.

Mom gives Touya a bottle of Vitamin E mixed with coconut oil that she has that helps a lot with dry skin or burns, explaining that she’s clumsy enough that she burns herself a lot on the oven or hot food. But she looks at me when she says that, and I know what she means by that look. The burns my real dad gave her are bothering her again. That’s the real reason why we don’t talk about him, because there are a lot of memories my mom has and a few that she’s told me about that my brain has blocked from memory that we’d rather not bring up.

But, that’s all in the past now, and I clear my head, excusing myself to grab the papers from Tenko’s wheelchair, then hand them to my mom and let her look at them. She smiles as she leafs through them, and nods at me, and gets up to grab a pen from her room.

Once she’s back, I tell her what the lady who gave them to me said, that she needs two witnesses that aren’t the people she’s adopting, and I suggest me and Allmight for that. I agree, of course, because I suggested it, and Allmight reluctantly agrees.

She signs all five piles of paper, and allmight and I sign the lines under, stating that this is a legal document, and then the hugs start. Mom goes over to Toga, and pulls her in, rocking side to side, and Toga starts bawling. “You really do love me…” the blonde sniffles, and Mom just pulls her closer. Watching, Touya smiles a little, face more sad then happy, and turns to try and sneak away quietly, but I pull one-for-all on and block the door.

Face momentarily illuminated with green from my quirk, allowing me to see the pain and tears on his face, I reach out and do something that I’ve never even tried before.

I wrap one arm loosely around him in case he wants to get away, and gently hug him. His body shakes as he holds back a sob, and wraps his arms around me. I pull him closer, one hand on his shoulder and the other fumbling behind me for the doorknob.

“I’m gonna step out for some air, okay momma?” I holler to the kitchen, and mom shouts back “okay, baby! Dessert’s soon though, okay?” and I respond “okay!” and step out, taking Touya with me, his sobs ripping loose as the door clicks shut.

Chapter Text

Quick key to names:
Takami Keigo floof, fw.oof
Todoroki Touya T-T, tittie
Shimura Tenko crustyfuck, door_killer69
Oboro fogdaddy, not-so-serious
Toga Himiko buns&blood
Spinner knifelizard
Twice doublebubbletrouble

Floof: why the fuck am i here

T-T: because i dragged your sorry ass in this group chat and locked you here so now you can never leave again.

T-T: deal.

buns&blood: dabi i like the name you gave me!!

TT: fucking @fogdaddy wouldn’t let me do shortass^^stack so i went with the second-best

buns&blood: rude but true T-T

Crustyfuck: @T-T is your name because you cry all the time or because those’re your initials?

T-T: ass.

Fogdaddy: touya, be polite please, and both of you stop traumatizing Hawks.

Fogdaddy: he’s sitting on the roof crying and screaming.

Crustyfuck: so that’s what that noise is!

Floof: @fogdaddy WHY’D YOU GO AND EXPOSE MEEEEEEE???!!

buns&blood: you’re hot, you’ll get over it.

*fogdaddy has added doublebubbletrouble and knifelizard to the chat*

Doublebubbletrouble: i don't want to be here

*doublebubbletrouble has left the chat*

*doublebubbletrouble has joined the chat*

Doublebubbletrouble: yes i do

Doublebubbletrouble: hey, wifey!!

buns&blood: hey boo!!

Floof: …

Floof: what the fuck??

Doublebubbletrouble: DON’T CUSS IN FRONT OF MY WIFEY!!

Doublebubbletrouble: cuss all you want I’m going to sleep.

*doublebubbletrouble has gone offline*

T-T: well then.

*knifelizard is online*

*spinner reads the chat so far*

*knifelizard has removed himself from the chat*

Fogdaddy: ouch, the burn!!

Floof: i thought you were the calm one!!

Fogdaddy: see if you can get that thought refunded because it’s broken.

Floof: o h

T-T: remind me why i did this again??

buns&blood: because you love us

Crustyfuck: because you love us

T-T: @crustfuck finally stopped pouting cuz i ate your yogurt, huh.

Crustyfuck: shuddup.

T-T: make me.

Crustyfuck: fine. But only if you come here.

Crustyfuck >>>>> T-T:
Crustyfuck: >insert dorm number that Aizawa gave them all<

T-T: ???

T-T: !!!!

T-T: omw

*back in group chat*

*T-T is offline*

*crustyfuck is offline*

Fogdaddy: oh dear, a conundrum!! @buns&blood, go or stay??

buns&blood: go. Definitely go.

*buns&blood is offline*

*fogdaddy is offline*

Floof: uh?

Floof: okay then, lemme just-

*Floof has changed T-T’s name to tittie*

*floof has changed fogdaddy’s name to not-so-serious*

*floof has changed floof’s name to fw.oof*

*fw.oof has locked the names*

*fw.oof has locked the chat*

>>Timeskip: they’re all back on a few days later. They know about the changes Hawks made.<<

buns&blood: where the fuck is the bathroom door?

(they all share a dorm now cuz nightmares)

Crustyfuck: …

buns&blood: hmmm, there’s a pile of dust on the floor in the doorway, that’s SUSPICIOUS, ISN’T IT TENKO

Crustyfuck: sure is, @tittie must’ve burnt it on accident or something.

buns&blood: could that “or something” involve someone with the initials TS? Who has a quirk that turns things to dust, just like the stuff in the doorway?!?

Crustyfuck: shit.

buns&blood: uh-huh.

buns&blood: shit is right, imma bout to whoop your ass!!

Tittie: toga, love, it’s just a door!

buns&blood: @not-so-serious you better come make sure i don't kill someone “accidentally” in the next 5 seconds

Fw.oof: goddamn!!

Crustyfuck: wait, Himi, I’ll get a new door!!

Not-so-serious: toga do you need a brownie?

Fw.oof: O H

Fw.oof: toga I am so sorry

Fw.oof: do you need hot water or something?

buns&blood: no, but thanks hawks, that’s really sweet!! What i NEED

buns&blood: IS A NEW

buns&blood: FUCKING

buns&blood: BATHROOM DOOR!!

*fw.oof has changed crustyfuck’s name to door_killer69*

Door_killer69: …

Door_killer69: why do i like this??

buns&blood: DOOR. NOW. TENKO.

Not-so-serious: I’ll go get one, Toga. as his “punishment”, how about you explain to poor, confused Tenko (and Touya, while you’re at it) why that door is so vital to your existence??

buns&blood: *cackles*

buns&blood: gladly!

Door_killer69: why am i scared??

Fw.oof: you should be.

buns&blood: *takes deep breath*

buns&blood: I AM ON MY PERIOD AND UNLESS YOU WANT TO SEE ME WEDGING A TAMPON UP THERE I SUGGEST YOU LEAVE THE DOOR THE FUCK ALONE!!

buns&blood: *exhale*

Fw.oof: so there.

Door_killer69: O H M Y G O D

Tittie: babe i love you ill go put the new door in right now

Fw.oof: toga if you ever need something ask me since those two are clearly still to immature to realize that it’s normal!!

buns&blood: thank you sweetheart, I will!!

Tittie: oof

Door_killer69: …

Door_killer69: sorry Toga, but it still weirds me out a little.

buns&blood: hey, I don’t like it either!!

Chapter Text

Izuku POV:
A few days later, I push Ojiro up to Tenko -who’s out of the wheelchair and walking- im worried that we’re in the hall, having finally gotten the tailed hero to agree to talk with Tenko about the blood donations. All of 1-A’s girls were in a group around Tenko, playing with his hair and chatting, which the boys found amusing but Izuku rather enjoyed, seeing as he was also an honorary member of the girl’s group and thus got more time to hang out with Tenko.

Tenko was laughing as Mina tried to add daisies to his hair and he was dodging, and Izuku hated to interrupt with something that Tenko and Ojiro were both so nervous about, but he’d just gotten Ojiro to agree, and because Tenko was in a good mood now this would likely go better.

So, Izuku walks up to the girls, and says “Tag! I’m gonna steal Tenko for a bit, have Ojiro talk to him about some stuff, and then I’m gonna take all of us out for lunch.” happy yells come from the girls, and Tenko pouts a bit, but Izuku decides to hold back the info that when he said ‘all of us’ he meant the LOVE, too, for after the possibly tense chat ahead.

Mina nods, and Uraraka pulls the green-haired man in for a quick cheek-peck before they all run off to find their next be-daisying victim. Chuckling at Tenko, who’s bent over and fluffing his hair out, raining daisies all over the floor and laughing at the petal-storm, Izuku lets Ojiro lead the way back to the common room, where he’d chosen to chat.

Right before Ojiro starts to get to talking, BloodAngel, CM, and Karma all pop up. “Hey, Angel!!” Tenko says, clearly calming down a little, and they pull him in for a quick head-hug before grabbing CM and Karma and running out of the room, yelling something about going to lecture the teachers and set up a therapy room.

(A/N: I’m actually planning a fic like that, so if yall want the first chapter should be up soon[ish]!!)

“You know BloodAngel too?” I ask, surprised but glad that they chose now to show up since it clearly calmed Tenko, and he nods, smiling happily but a little apprehensively. Taking a mental note of that, I take a seat between Ojiro and Tenko on my bed, which we chose because they both feel safe in my room, Tenko because he’s been in here a lot and trusts me, and Ojiro because I hold ‘therapy sessions’ in here a lot, and he’s been in a few times talking about this very conversation.

As I sit, though, they both move a little, and I notice that they both flinch as the other rights themselves. Sighing, I flop backwards, giving them both some breathing room but gently touching each of their knees with mine, reminding them that I’m still here. Smiling shakily, Ojiro clears his throat and starts with “so.”

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Timeskip
A few weeks later
Izuku’s POV

We’re all laying in the gym after training, panting and sore, simply existing as unsure, happy, sad, strong, weak, confused and certain teens who have a bright future, a strong love, and a fair bit of trauma nipping at their heels.

The world seems so huge, too huge, yet we all aspire to conquer it in our own ways. We want to be strong, prove that these years the world’s spent watching us and teaching us haven’t been in vain and that we’re not going to roll over and give up quite yet.

So, we lay here in our temporary little bubble of peace and solidarity, and we talk about what it means that we’re all heroes. We’ll be hounded by the media, called unfaithful by those who don’t understand, looked up to and looked down upon, we’ll need to believe in each other and come to terms with the fact that eventually, our numbers will dwindle until there’s one left to spread the legacy.

That’s part of being a hero, is knowing, deep down, that someday you’ll die and your friends will too. Hell, that’s part of being human.

As we’re talking, people get teary-eyed, which is quite understandable, and thus the typical cuddle-pile begins to build. I decide to bring up the rings issue, something that may seem simple, or stupid, or silly to someone who won’t be facing death as part of their job every day.

The issue is that even if we have a ring on each finger, someone will wind up left out. Ten and eighteen (shouji and kouda recently came out as ace and, after a few tears of joy at being accepted and still cared about, said they didn’t want to become part of the ‘ringed-group’ as Mina calls us) aren’t exactly compatible. So it’s either exclude someone, eight someones, to be exact, or not have rings, or something close to that.

Needless to say, it’s already pretty emotional here on the floor of the gym, and this thought sparks more tears, partially because it’s late and we’re all tired, partially because enough of us have almost died that the prospect of losing someone is very real. The last time someone was hurt it took midnight knocking Bakugou and I, along with Iida and Shouto and several others, out in order to prevent us from injuring ourselves, passing out from lack of food and sleep, or breaking into the jail the villain was in to kill them outright.

So yeah. Not having a physical representation of someone with us all the time is a pretty terrifying thought. Several people pitch suggestions, (necklaces? Catch on things. Toe rings? Uncomfy and easy to lose.) before Iida of all people raises his hand, and, smiling because I know he won’t talk until someone does it, I point at him and say “Iida?”

Looking a little abashed at his next suggestion, the blue-haired hero mumbles something that starts with a t, the softness of his voice carrying out the assumption of embarrassment at his idea. “Speak up, speed daddy.” Shouto says, as identical shocked and proud gasps come from Mina and Kaminari as Iida turns bright pink and screams “TATTOOS!!” before hiding his face in Uraraka’s stomach, as he had his head in her lap. Pulling Shouto up into his arms for a celebratory hug, Denki nods, and says “we could do initials in everyone’s hair colors, as a band around the fingers!”

Raised eyebrow visible now that Denki let Shouto flop back into my lap, I point at his dual-colored hair, and then at Kiri’s, who’s trying the black again to see how bad it is now that his confidence is up and he has us. Mina says “you can legit just have 2 colors. Like, one letter one color and the other a different one, or each letter halfsies horizontally or vertically.” Iida nods, having mostly recovered from missing uraraka’s stomach and getting her chest instead, as well as Shouto’s ‘speed daddy’ remark, (which I found hilarious), and says “that’s actually a decent idea!!”

Laughing, I point out that it was his, and he smiles abashedly as Uraraka sneakily braids his hair, Iida having decided to try growing it out as shouto was, but he yelps when Uraraka pulls too hard and she pouts as Iida pats at the braid, sighs, and seems to just decide to leave it in, making Uraraka giggle in joy.

I smile, because, for once, the world seems to be giving us a chance to be normal. We’re all still heroes, yes, but it’s beginning to look like maybe our job isn’t as depressing and traumatizing as we were worried it would be, and that maybe we can dare to hope for a few years, or at least months, safely together.

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Timeskip
Getting the tattoos

With Shouji and Kouda here for moral support, we all get our tattoos, and thankfully the artist offers quirk cuffs after getting over the fact that her shop was now full of 20 pro heroes, explaining that quirks tended to react strangely and dangerously to their wielders getting stabbed repeatedly. (AN, yes, i do think that the quirks are at least semi-sentient, or that they’ll go off if the person they’re with is getting injured and doesn’t have a plan)

Hagakure goes first, and there’s a bit of a bumble as the artist tries to get the cuffs on, before hagakure says “it’s okay, I sometimes can’t get my socks on in the morning for at least 20 minutes.”, which makes the artist smile a little less nervously then before, and momo makes a little flour to dust over Tooru’s hands, and after that the cuffs go on quite easily. It’s almost like Tooru reverse-melts into existence from the wrists out, and we’re all a little teary as she sits down in the chair.

“Holy whoa, Tooru! You have so many freckles!” Izuku says, blushing a little, and Mina nods sagely, saying “I told you she was beautiful.” laughing, the artist has Tooru pull up the sleeve of the arm she wants the tattoos on, and Kaminari gasps as he sees that the constellations of dots has fallen there as well. “It’s because of how I use my quirk, and the fact that the less I wear the better of a hero I am, the sun’s almost always on my arms and legs and such.”

“Make a costume out of your hair like Mirio does!!” Izuku and Momo say at the same time, laughing at the coincidence, and Tooru is about to say something but yelps as the needle touches her arm, managing to hold still. “Sorry, I’ll stop!!” the artist says, panicking, but Tooru smiles and says “no need, you just surprised me is all!!” nodding nervously, the artist starts again, saying “I just don’t want to injure one of you, you are the next pro heroes after all!! How would it look if you were taken down by some lowly q- tattoo artist?”

Guessing at what she was about to say, Izuku pulls out his ever-present notebook and quietly sits down, scribbling out a note and some advice, and tucks it in the tip jar on the counter, along with 200 or so dollars. The artist clearly sees, because she looks at him confusedly as Tooru stands up, tattoo finished, and switches out with Momo, but Izuku just smiles kindly and sits back down, Shouto clearly having guessed at what she was about to say and what Izuku did, and snags a piece of paper to write a note of his own, sticking it in the tip jar as well, then coming over to lean against Izuku and wait his turn for the tattoos.

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Timeskip
After the heroes have left
At the tattoo shop
Tattoo artist POV

Sighing and flipping the ‘OPEN!’ sign off and flopping down in one of the chairs by the door, I contemplate what has happened over the course of the day.

Pro heroes, being the one to GIVE THEM THEIR WEDDING RINGS, and being the first normal citizen to know that ALMOST ALL OF CLASS A IS GETTING MARRIED!!

Remembering the note I saw Pro Hero Deku drop in the tips jar, I hurry over and pull it out, along with Pro Hero Shouto’s, and gasp as an entire CREDIT CARD falls out of Pro Hero Shouto’s, and a 200$ bill from Pro Hero Deku’s.

Trying to control my breathing and not freak out too much, I shakily unfold the notes, starting with Pro Hero Deku’s. Smiling at his messy handwriting, writing that reminds me of my mother’s, I settle down to read it.

“Dear Molly,” it reads, “I have a good guess at the word you cut off, and I wanted to tell you to not let quirklessness hold you back. I did, when I was little, and it almost killed me.
Katsuki would kill me for spilling my life story to a stranger, but hey, I think that if I can trust you to give me a tattoo, I can trust you with this.”

Wiping away tears of confusion and awe at the trust and being one of the first to hear this story, I read on, and am fully bawling by the end of the note. He’s offered to come back and officially promote the shop, and even get a few more tattoos from here to show off the products.

Happy tears still trickling down my face, I sniffle and wipe my eyes, and carefully unfold Pro Hero Shouto’s.

It starts out with “Hi. I know Izuku already wrote you a note but I wanted to say a few things as well. I’m not usually good with words, but, I figured I might as well try.”

Smiling at the honesty and openness, -this still feels so surreal, I’d never imagine meeting them, let alone being trusted by them!- I continue reading, and find myself laughing at the wry and witty tone of his note.

“I was the first person at UA aside from AllMight and Katsuki who knew Izuku’s secret. He told me exactly a month after we started dating, and I remember being slightly envious, because people who loved him loved him for who he was, not for what his quirk was. But after he described being bullied, that envy was replaced with anger and sadness. That conversation actually sparked a campaign idea, one we’d be honored to have you manage. It’s called the ‘quirkless hero training campaign’. It was actually my idea, because I could tell how much Izuku wished that something like that was around when he was a kid.”

Falling off the chair onto the floor and gasping again at the obvious invitation to BE A PART OF THE HERO SOCIETY, I screech in joy loud enough that several people on the street glance through the windows, and my assistant, who was putting away the day’s receipts and tips, cleaning up in the back and that sort of thing, ran out to check on me.

Wordlessly, I hand her the money, having hidden the notes behind me, and say “I found these with a note giving the pin -****- under the chair- the bills pay rent for the next month and the card has 550,000$ ON IT!”

Shrieking, my assistant snatches the card, bills, and note, then runs off to the safe in the back room to safely stow them away to deal with over the weekend.

Wiping my tears once more, I tuck the notes into my wallet, and simply sit on the floor, smiling at the now-rainy sky, watching umbrellas bob past and cars spay by, words clanging in my head and dreams flying in front of my eyes.

Maybe being quirkless really is my quirk...

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SO!!

I'm revising this story (too lazy to edit this one lmao) and posting it on here! I'm going to stockpile a few chapters, and hopefully work in loose plot ends and things such as that.

post to you all soon, BA3 out! <3