All for One and how to resolve long time family conflict
The muppet had mid-long white pristine hair and big stupid doey eyes that stared back at anyone who peered into its soul. It opened his mouth and closed it, just as the words slipped out.
“My big brother is amazing and I’m so glad he’s attentive and caring about my needs. I wouldn’t survive without him and that’s why I love him so so much!”, the muppet said.
All for One nodded back at the muppet.
“Ahhh, finally! I’m so glad we’ve come to an agreement, little brother. I knew you would understand.”
The muppet opened and closed his mouth several times.
“Of course I understand! Big brother is so smart! And kind, awesome, and the smartest person in the world! I love him a lot and only care about what he thinks and not society’s views on my actions which have a too strong influence on my hero complex!”
“It’s so good that you’re finally open-minded about this!”, All for One joyfully exclaimed back, finding bliss in the simple pleasures of life. “You are aware that you were putting yourself carelessly in danger for people who do not care about anything but themselves, hmmm?”
“Of course big brother, you were right all along and I’m so sorry for having faith in humanity as that is a stupid idealistic flawed viewpoint that only a child would have!”, the muppet said, as it moved its tiny arms with the movements All for One was making it do with the hand he had put in the muppet.
“Now that we’ve finally found a clear understanding of the situation, what do we do, my little adorable helpless brother?”, All for One asked to the muppet.
The muppet agitated its little arms as it began once more closing and opening its mouth, soulless eyes staring back at its holder.
“Whatever you want, ni-san! Big brother knows best! I want to listen to Big Brother!”, the muppet wisely said.
All for One chuckled affectionately to the inferior being.
“No, I insist, my endearing little sibling, what do you want to do? I care so much about you that I feel comfortable negotiating a deal that you would like. Of course we can come to an understanding, hm?” All for One asked.
The muppet shook with happiness as it began raising and lowering its little arms in excitation.
Its jaw fell open to say the only truth that could prevail.
“I only want to be safe in the vault, big brother! Because society is in a dangerous state of turmoil and I could die very stupidly very fast if I were left outside on my own devices! And I know that me dying would destroy my big brother, who cares so much about me and I don’t want him to hurt that way because the only thing that matters in life is family and I know that very well because I’m a caring little brother who knows that he shouldn’t argue with his only living relative left who has always done everything for my own good.”
All for One nodded along knowingly like a wise sitting Buddha who knew all matters and whatever was beyond them.
“Good, good”, All for One replied to the muppet, still staring back at him adoringly as it should be. “You are being so smart, I’m so proud, little brother. I’ll buy you that manga you like as a reward, hm?”
All for One turned to the crouching frail body lying on his side on the ground, his arms bound behind his back by strong ropes while a piece of clothe bound around his head was restricting his noisy, meddlesome mouth.
“I’m glad we’ve finally come to an understanding, my dearest little brother”, All for One ominously said, to the muppet, looking down on those hateful eyes that stared at him back with an emotion, that was, for a strange reason, nor adoration nor love.
He had found the Count searching for a father to help him on his journey. And instead received a monster who wouldn’t let him go, for want of their blood’s bond.
All he could do was run, try to get away. Before he forgot again.
Inspired by ‘Blood of the Covenant’ by Konilt, and the fact that it’s almost Halloween.
Words: 2161, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English
Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Characters: Midoriya Izuku, Sensei | All For One, Shigaraki Tomura | Shimura Tenko
Relationships: Midoriya Izuku & Sensei | All For One, Midoriya Izuku & Shigaraki Tomura | Shimura Tenko
Additional Tags: some mention of All Might, Vampire AU, Runaway Midoriya Izuku, Forced Bonding, that awkward moment when you don’t want your found family, dad for one
are y'all actually kidding me “All for one’s last name is Shigaraki therefore he can’t be Midoriya’s dad” what the fuck that’s so stupid do y'all think this man who’s terrorised and killed thousands of innocent people draws the line at IDENTITY FRAUD OF ALL THINGS?????? Do some of y'all GENUINELY believe that he’s incapable of saying that his name is Midoriya Hisashi??????? Do y'all actually think that All For One, someone who’s so INCREDIBLY well known in the underground and one of the most well known villains out there, would NOT conceal his identity??????????? “Oh, I’m perfectly fine with vaulting my brother and turning my enemy’s grandchild into my successor as revenge against her and HER successor but if I say my name is Midoriya Hisashi that would be too much :(” ?????????????????????
actually, it’s the same thing with people who say that AfO can’t be Hisashi because Hisashi has a FIRE BREATHING QUIRK of all things, as it is written that way in Izuku’s bio.
Like really? AfO, a being who can steal any quirk, would physically not be able to have a fire breathing quirk for some reason??? Like, no??? Please?
are y'all actually kidding me “All for one’s last name is Shigaraki therefore he can’t be Midoriya’s dad” what the fuck that’s so stupid do y'all think this man who’s terrorised and killed thousands of innocent people draws the line at IDENTITY FRAUD OF ALL THINGS?????? Do some of y'all GENUINELY believe that he’s incapable of saying that his name is Midoriya Hisashi??????? Do y'all actually think that All For One, someone who’s so INCREDIBLY well known in the underground and one of the most well known villains out there, would NOT conceal his identity??????????? “Oh, I’m perfectly fine with vaulting my brother and turning my enemy’s grandchild into my successor as revenge against her and HER successor but if I say my name is Midoriya Hisashi that would be too much :(” ?????????????????????
The walls were made of a dark grey stone, traces of black colouring them, as if charcoal always rained on the manor. He didn’t know whether they were the aftermath of a fire or simply the unique colouration of the dreaded stone that one villager had murmured him about between a beer of two in the inn, four towns away. There was no reason to fear a building material, Izuku thought. He was a scholar, even if a bit young, but he wasn’t superstitious.
Izuku stood in front of the immense dark wooden entrance, the door’s panels standing tall, far above him, a feeling of dread pressing through his veins.
He knocked on one of the two panels that were each five time his size; and without anyone pulling it, the doors slowly creaked open.
The hallway of the grand entrance was gargantuan, tall immobile statues staring down at him with their frozen eyes. It felt like the interior of a cathedral, if not for the darkness that seemed to sip in each corner, big blotches of black ink obscuring the entire space like they would on one of his parchments, often to his greatest despair.
“Hello?” he said in a poised voice, trying to sound as sure as himself as he possibly could. There was barely a glimmer of light coming through the tiny opening a wind had probably pushed open.
Silence answered.
He stepped forwards, ignoring the way the hair on his neck slowly started rising up, chills running down his spine.
“I’m- Midoriya Izuku”, he continued loudly, echoes answering him back, “is there anyone here?”
Was there anyone that was supposed to greet him?
Maybe he was being rude. Yep. He should have waited outside. Damn it.
He turned on his heels and walked towards the open door, two metres away from him.
Then the tall heavy panels of the door slammed close.
Izuku gulped down.
Great. Now he was trespassing. Knowing this Count, he’d be executed on the spot.
So much for desperately trying one last option.
“I do not often have the pleasure of welcoming guests”, a deep-pitched voice said in his back.
Izuku turned a full one hundred eighty degrees.
He came face to face with the black eyes of a person, who was fixing him, barely a centimetre away.
Izuku jerked back, hands rising comically up, slapping in the air.
He leapt back, his instincts feeling absolutely raw and uncontrolled.
“AAh!” he yelled, lowering his voice quickly enough. “Sorry, you… you scared me.”
The person in front of him slowly blinked, and straightened his back; Izuku realized then than the figure had been almost bending itself in two to be face to face.
Goodness, this man was tall.
“My…” the voice rasped, like a rock in a cave of granite, his lips thinning in a strange smile “…Apologies. It has been a long time since I talked to a... peasant.”
Izuku closed his eyes quizzically, and tilted his head to the side.
“…I’m… Midoriya Izuku. I apologize for the unprompted visit, but I didn’t have enough money to send a raven here.”
Izuku stared back at the man who hadn’t stopped eyeing him, never ceasing eye contact. The tall person had a stance and noble features that recounted with no doubt his aristocratic origins, along with a vigorous musculature hidden between layers of clothing of great mark.
He wore regal clothes that contrasted with Izuku’s own apparel; it had to be the… Count.
The adult seemed to still be in the strength of age, which felt odd. Besides the white hair, there was no other indication of his age. Even then, it might be the natural complexion of this nobleman, after all, nobles were all known for having a strange air to them; the ethereal one of great descent.
Izuku difficultly swallowed down.
Izuku would have thought that his father would at least have wrinkles under his eyes, or at least greying hair.
Instead, the Count stood here, his eyes suddenly widening.
Izuku saw one of his hands raise, a single index pointing slightly upwards. Izuku thought he saw sharp long nails, but before he could get a clear view in the darkness, the hand disappeared back in the Count’s cloak.
“And what is the motive of your visit?” he asked, squinting.
Oh.
Izuku opened his mouth, closed it, and reconsidered his life options again. But he needed to talk.
“I was raised by the church and only was given back my documents after I left for my studies in a seminary. I… discovered then that… you- I…”
The count smiled all while looking at him in a funny way.
He almost seemed to be mocking him.
Izuku sighed, closed his eyes, and decided to try the sincerity card. Damn it. This would fail. He saw the very same eyes of the Count keep on staring at him with an emotionless expression.
“I came here to find enough money to continue my studies out of the sphere of control of the church. They wanted me to become an exorcist, one of those demon hunters that loiter from village to village, but I’m not superstitious. I like being a scholar. But I need money for that. And I thought- I believed you had an affair with my mother. Thus I came here”, he finished, “For money.”
The Count blinked two times at him.
He didn’t smile.
“Isn’t that quite rich?” he said.
Izuku bit his lips the stronger he could, until he tasted blood, the taste spreading through his mouth.
“Yes. It is.”
The Count tilted his head to the side, the rest of his body remaining perfectly immobile.
“Do you try this often on each nobleman you come across?”
Izuku looked back, offended.
“Maybe you thought it was a good idea to forge your papers, hm?” the Count continued, “Perhaps even you believed you would be able to seize an important part of my estate?”
Izuku’s eyes blew wide open.
“N-no! I- No. I was first seeking my mother, not- not my father!”
The Count raised an unimpressed eyebrow.
“Oh?”
Izuku nodded vigorously.
“My mentor was part of a group who hid from me the identity of my mother. Her name was Inko. It… Does it mean anything to you? If not, I’ll leave. I swear I would not lie on this. But from what I’ve gathered, it’s likely that you and her eloped together.”
The laughter of the Count was deep and rich, almost like a lugubrious symphony.
He then suddenly stopped laughing, staring back at Izuku, a hint of red in his eyes as he looked down at Izuku’s face.
Izuku gulped down the little blood that was in his mouth.
The Count remained immobile, his nose slowly breathing in and out air in a weird manner, eyes fixed in the horizon for a long moment. Izuku didn’t know where to put himself. He didn’t feel like he should nor that he could move. It was awfully strange and cold, as if his whole body was frozen in a strange sort of stasis.
The Count’s eyes then brightened up as he looked in Izuku’s ones.
“Very well!” he said with cold enthusiasm, “Maybe you deserve at least to stay for the night, traveller?”
Izuku looked back; he knew he couldn’t refuse. It was late night, and it was common knowledge not to ever stay outside in the dark. He didn’t know how he would have done things had the Count not welcomed him. There were savage animals in the woods, and those were very real and very deadly.
“Thank you for your hospitality”, he said, bowing deeply.
A strong hand seized his right arm, taking him by surprise as he was pulled forwards, the Count keeping a steady pace in the hallway.
“Oh, but you are most welcome, little one”, the pale noble answered him with a smile, as if he were thanking him for something else entirely.
Izuku tried to swallow down his worries.
He never had been a superstitious man, by any means.
I’ve already told you this but I can’t say how much I love this and how well it captures AfO’s bastardise and Izuku’s shock and sheer sense of disbelief
Also I won’t say but All for One also looks a bit like he’s either about to give a gentle pat or to snap the bean’s neck
I was wondering if you had and fluff with some angst DFO fics you could rec?
I don't know if this will suit you, but here are some fluffy and/or angsty dfo stories I've read:
Here a link for fics rec that I already do : https://l-anna-art.tumblr.com/post/624072972453462016/do-you-have-any-bnha-fic-recommendations-from-ao3
Otherwise, you can check :
Konilt’s works
- The serie A Web of Love and Lies of SilveRanger
- Reset, I'll Keep You Safe or other SilveRanger’s works
- shadows by selohtun
- What it Takes to be a Hero by Apoorlywrittenpun (Izuku his a girl in this one, but I don’t thinks there romance (for now, at least. Just frienship) and the dfo content is really cool. It’s angsty and fluffy.)
I believe the “ fluffy and/or angsty dfo stories “ might be an uneeded addition for my works since I’ve only written fluff so far. Just wanted to make things clear for people who haven’t read them.
Demon King All for One inspired by Fragrances of Mildly Good Parenting by Konilt I am in love with this AU(delinquent is also very good) and I can’t wait for continuation.
A little doodle to try to cheer you up!
Love the new chapter.
Reply:
My good old friend had made this for me long ago for Fragrances of Bad Parenting , but I never ended up posting it until now. They implored me not to do it in my dms, so here it is! Aki said it was cringe and deserved to be burnt in flames by Satan, but I think it was very sweet and is a tastament to how long our friendship has lasted!
So please, to embarass them further, do reblog this!
I never ask for reblogs but this is so worth, it is it not, @akirama ?
I might continue the delinquent!au once I finish a fic or two, and there’s the vampire seven-chapters long fic coming out each saturday until halloween!
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