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[eeveekitti]

do you love the color of the yarnaby

[she-speakss]

you guys, this next chapter of this slant of light is turning into a MONSTER of a chapter my word, it's already almost twice the length of a normal chapter from this fic and it's still not done

[vauxxnm]

I FAILED MY ANATOMY EXAM TOO

IT WASNT EVEN HARD BUT YOU HAD TO GUESS AND WRITE THE NAME OF THE PARTS IN LESS THAN 30 SECONDS FOR EACH QUESTION BEFORE YOU HAVE TO MOVE TO THE NEXT QUESTION AND TABLE, AND I GOT THE ONE WITH THE LONG ASS NAME

[izusun]

*hands you an AU dump to hoard like a little goblin handing a small coin to a dragon*

OKAY so basically: after the doctor's visit where Izuku learns he's quirkless (I hc that they went when he was about five n' a half), Inko does a little bit of research on quirks and more specifically on her son's notebooks, learns that he's even more brilliant at quirk analysis than she originally suspected, and (after looking at some not great quirkless statistics) she instead informs Izuku that no, he's had a quirk all along! It's an analysis quirk!

So she updates the quirk registry, and Izuku goes through his life believing he has an analysis quirk, albeit teased for being a late bloomer, but he still can't shake the insecurity being quirkless for that one and a half year gave him.

He does research on all sorts of things, hacking, knife throwing, first aid, and building his own support gear and takes to all of it like a duck to water. He also does research on UA's policy for support gear in the entrance exam (cause surely they've gotta have a policy for non-offensive quirks like Koda and Hagakure) and finds that he can take one with him if he builds it himself. He goes fuckin bonkers.

Anyways: he trains with Katsuki, cause they're relationship is pretty good since Izuku has a 'quirk.' They both demolish the entrance exam. (Also Izuku kinda swears a lot because Katsuki rubs off on him)

Aizawa doesn't notice a goddamn thing is amiss until the battle trials on the second day (he decides to shadow All Might that day), where when he was using his quirk to silence his students while Izuku was rambling, he just didn't stop, as if he didn't notice anything was wrong. It happens again during the USJ.

So at some point during the sports festival, Nedzu (who is now intrigued because of Aizawa's complaining) invites Izuku into his office during a free period and lets him go ham on analysis, all while Aizawa is secretly there erasing Izuku's 'quirk.' Nedzu invites Izuku to be his personal student (making Aizawa go grey), he says yes, and then Nedzu drops the absolute BOMBSHELL that Izuku is actually quirkless. Cue an existential crisis.

(Also Izuku gets captured at the training camp alongside Katsuki because of his "analysis quirk," wonder how well that goes for him~)

- Goblin anon (sorry this one was kinda long)

GOBLIN?? DUDE???? HOLY SHIT I KNEW YOUR AUS ARE ALWAYS PHENOMENAL BUT THIS RIGHT HERE??? D U D E

i misunderstood the prompt a bit but i genuinely don’t know how to backtrack, so here you go goblin. sorry again o(TヘTo)

ok first of, inko taking on a stronger stance to support her son? love that of her. like, she doesn’t say sorry when izuku turned to look at her and cried that he can’t be like all might. instead, she took him in her arms and assures him that he will be a great hero. at first, of course half of it is lip service because she doesn’t know how to help her quirkless boy be a hero, since, you know, heroes need quirks.. (or do they)

and then she comes across a quirkless self help group which rang many many warning bells in her head. what kind of life do quirkless people live when a google research of them resulted in subsequent pages of results like how to stay safe when quirkless, or how to find jobs when quirkless, or quirkless mortality rates?

she fears for izuku, until she notices that her son’s smart. too smart for his age, but inko thought she’s just being biased. but izuku’s wit is something many people notice, for an instance, when izuku goes to the park to play and his friends’ (the few ones who stayed) parents tell her that her son’s smart for a quirkless person, she realizes that izuku’s wit is far more vast than normal.

then a thought worms into her head but wouldn’t it be bad to lie…but also, no one would be any the wiser.

further pushed by all the statistics she keeps seeing, or the lack thereof, about quirkless people, she makes the decision and pours it to izuku.

izuku who’s far smarter than his age and understood what his mom is asking from him. izuku who already saw the disparities between quirked and quirkless people at the tender age of five. izuku who knows what it means to lie about something as personal as a quirk, but realizes that it’s necessary for him to do so if he wants to live a “normal” life.

so he agrees; he tells inko that he’ll work even harder to sharpen his mind, and to keep expanding his knowledge.

when izuku’s quirk file is officially updated, he watches how his peers and teachers revert back into treating him as izuku. he regains his old friends, but he chose to drop them because he doesn’t want to surround himself with people who thought he was less for being quirkless.

katsuki stayed, surprisingly. katsuki stayed and everyday he kept bothering izuku to “get your quirk already!” katsuki stayed because he can’t fathom that the smartest boy in their class (of course not as smart as him, psshh) is quirkless. deku couldn’t be quirkless. (but if he found out that izuku, indeed, is, i wonder what would happen…)

katsuki was one of the loudest to celebrate when izuku announced that his quirk arrived.

“finally!” he screams and bothers izuku about the semantics of his quirk. he really wasn’t surprised to find out that izuku has an analysis quirk because he thought that nothing else would better be suited for izuku.

he doesn’t know that izuku pours so much of his time into learning and studying, often bypassing basics and intros to take more of the developed courses that are usually recommended for older ages. he doesn’t know that izuku is just a naturally smart kid with the ability to fill the gaps of his young mind with knowledge upon knowledge, storing and stacking them until he feels that he’s laid a sturdy foundation for his fake quirk.

then izuku began threading into different areas. he learns how to get into cyberspaces; hacking into accounts and delving more into how to access private information. he doesn’t thread too close lest he gets caught, but he learns the logistics of maneuvering around the web and burrowing in empty spaces to branch out his own. he creates and designs web algorithms for himself, just so he doesn’t trigger anyone who is looking into the web movements. he hones this and uses it to access more information.

then when he deems it enough, he turns his attention to something more tangible and something more physical. he learns other ways to be a hero; how to fight without a physical quirk, how to win against bigger opponents, how to use analysis quirk in fights.

izuku becomes more than a fake analysis quirk user; he creates it.

mental quirks are hard to describe, more so to compress, thus he creates new definitions of an analysis quirk. what used to be a silly lie is now a tangible fact that izuku believes in. because what makes a quirk? because what makes analysis a quirk? he learns these semantics (often political) and uses it to his advantage.

then he finally threads to hero analysis. at first it were classmates he analyzed; eyes running quickly at their forms and watching with great interest before calculating everything he’s seen and transversing it with the things he learned, and bridges these two facts together to create an analysis. it was a struggle at first: he didn’t know which to put emphasis on until he realizes, he doesn’t need to. he weaves them together and lets his analysis run long and watches how his hobby comes into fruition.

following his classmates are current heroes. these were more tough and more fun, and any of the information is less shared. he doesn’t tell his classmates or teachers about his analyses, only katsuki. and katsuki’s breath hitch every damn time at izuku’s talent quirk.

it is in their second year of middle school that midoriya begins to incorporate the facts with himself to create physical performances. the issues and things he learned through observing are now practiced by himself. he calculates the best way to fight with a body as petite as his, often taking examples from pro-hero hawks and other women heroes. their agilities and physicality suit izuku’s young body; he doesn’t see the merit in punching his way through things when he physically cannot.

so he learns ways to ease his muscles. he learns ballet and gymnastics; lets his muscles contort and mend themselves anew. he finds his balance and roots himself firmly, and learns to calculate his actions so he doesn’t waste his energy. katsuki doesn’t say anything, but he sees izuku’s dance and falls in love.

then in the spring of their third year of middle school, izuku learns how to build and handle weapons.

this is the easiest. izuku learns that weapons aren’t tools, but extensions of his arms and hands. they are not to be revered and not to be depended on because they can fail. instead, he learns to wield weapons as though they are parts of his bodies. he learns how to use swords and often narrowing to wooden sticks that can be picked up anywhere; he learns how to fire guns and how to hide daggers in his uniform. he learns that his body is the best weapon to use and that tools are just arsenal to help him win.

then he learns how to build them.

by summer, izuku begins reaching into UA’s servers. they are hard codes to crack, but not impossible. it takes him five days to access old entrance exam videos. the next day, the videos are snuffed and he is left to try digging deeper into UA.

he fails.

nezu must have caught onto his codes and proceeded to build walls against it.

so he slithers out. but a five minute video of last year’s entrance exam is enough for izuku because he learns two things: one, heroes must defeat villains and two, heroes must save others.

izuku prepares for this. unknowingly, katsuki is taught these same principles. katsuki would grumble and tell him that he knows what heroes must do, but izuku continues to hammer it down to him.

by the time of the UA entrance exam, izuku falls into the ease of having a fake quirk. he passes the written exam with flying colours and although it took three teachers to approve his support gears (present mic had to pull in powerloader, midnight, and hound dog to ensure that the well designed support gears are made by the hero student examinee and not by a support student examinee. majima saw the works and begged nezu to allow izuku to be his student.), izuku still succeeds and dominates the entrance exam.

when the zero pointer was released, he had flung himself towards the girl crushed by debris and yanks her out. he doesn’t waste a modified grenade to explode the zero pointer because through his calculations, doing so would not only create more collateral damage, but would also endanger the examinee in his arms because she still would be caught in the crossfire.

nezu hums in appreciation from the screening room, after all, smart minds always do think alike.

izuku gets a whopping 92 in the physical aspects of the entrance exam.

katsuki gets 85.

aizawa gleefully takes them in.

izuku thinks that no one will ever know of his and inko’s secret, but one look at nezu’s beady eyes and he knew that the stoat knew. it became a game to them, then. a game to see who else would realize.

and while izuku is smart, he doesn’t realize that nezu has basically taken him as his personal student the moment he and izuku had created a bet.

it takes two months for aizawa to figure things out. surprisingly, he is the only one to do so and he only realizes due to the many untimely attacks of LoV.

——

how angst would it be if katsuki realizes that izuku’s always been quirkless during their captivity in the LoV’s hideout.

[dollmaycry]

Housing war

I didn’t know what I signed up for.I only found out the update came out today after a friend told me, and I wasn’t home at the moment so I didn’t even dare hope there’d be any left by then, but I wanted to give it a shot nonetheless; with my very limited budget I already adjusted my expectations to a small plot, possibly in Kugane, despite knowing just how much fiercer the competition would be, even for a small house. Lowered expectations notwithstanding, I wasn’t going to settle for the Goblet. So I rush there and see for the first time in my playing this game a plot up for sale: Plot 9, 1st Ward. And barely (and I mean barely) in my budget at that!  Before heading there I remembered one of the basic rules of housing 101: set your status to Busy. Because people will do anything in their power to stop you from getting that house. Or so I was told, but I assumed something that extreme would only happen when medium and upwards plots were involved. Ready to get clicking, I see two more player preceded me and already had their eyes on the nice, slightly elevated little corner plot for sale.Very well, I’m not one to shirk from a challenge, so I join them in the silent battle of endurance that would ensue. Truthfully, I didn’t fully know what I was doing myself; it was only several hours in that I learnt the displayed timer had no real meaning and that the actual timer was concealed, and that it could be anything from a 30 minutes to a 24 hours wait. Surely I didn’t happen to stumble on a 24 hour one, I tell myself but as days, weeks, and eventually seasons pass, and it’s just me and another potential buyer, it starts sounding more and more like a possibility. 

It’s now been several hours. I boredly glance and check out my competition; what was initially disdain and animosity slowly grew into a sense of camaraderie. No words were exchanged thus far, but the time we had been there was a testament to our dedication and perserverance to our common goal. Eventually we do talk, I come to know they’ve been trying to get a house for them and their company for years but with no luck, and I respect their not giving up and trying once more now, and am almost tempted to go after a different plot and leave this one to them, but I soon perish the thought, as it would be an insult to them and me both after what we’ve been through.

“I just hope it’s one of us who gets it, I’d hate for a relocation or someone passing by to get it just like that”, they say. I agree, even if I didn’t end up getting this plot, I would be glad to know it went to someone I know at least in some capacity now.

Alas, those very words prophesized what was to happen next: nearing the 10 hours mark, perhaps in a moment of distraction between friendly rivals, a third unknown party swoops in, and in a matter of seconds claims the plot as theirs just to promptly leave. Utterly dumbfounded by what just unfolded before my very eyes, I struggle to make sense of things. How could that be possible?? No one is supposed to know when each plot becomes actually available, was it just a fluke? Dumb luck??

No matter, grieving wouldn’t give me a house so I quickly navigate to the following Ward, where an even cheaper plot was available. As luck would have it, by the time I’m halfway to my destination, I can see from the map it’s already been sold. On to the 3rd Ward. Once again, a single small plot is available, and by the Twelve, it is identical to the first plot I found. I sprint. Again, just one competitor on the scene, a generic hyur this time. Not even 15 minutes in, a third person arrives, and that’s when I realize this time my enemy was far less amicable than the previous one. A window I hadn’t seen in ages pops up before the one I’ve grown so accostumed to seeing today: it’s.... a trade request. It was happening. Apparently I failed to properly set my status which made me the perfect prey for cutthroat housing competition. Not knowing how to actually change my status, that wasn’t an option anymore at that point. I couldn’t spare the time to leave the scene, look that up and come back, I had to adapt And adapt I did. The hyur gentleman summoned a fellow female hyur from his company to his aid: while he would focus on the placard, she would make sure no one else would get to click on it by spamming a barrage of trade requests. A foolproof plan, but it didn’t take into account one thing: I was very well past the sunken cost fallacy line.  I wasn’t just doing it for the house anymore: it’s for all the hours spent that could have been used for anything else, and for the will of the rival I think of so fondly. I would make sure at least one of us would get a house today. If all she does is try to spam me with requests, all I need to do is be faster than her in clicking the placard and preventing the trade from triggering. And it worked. She only managed to get a handful of requests in, while I proceeded with checking the placard mostly unbothered. I only needed to keep that up for about half an hour before her hyur companion realized the futility of their plan and gave up, leaving the plot on his mount. She stayed behind for quite a while, though, initially inducing me to think he merely went to round up a small army, but that didn’t end up being the case, and she was most likely just keeping watch in case I gave up, which I didn’t. Eventually she left as well, save for coming shortly after a while in a cowboy attire, just to leave again as she saw me, still standing there. More people pass and come by, either hoping for an easy purchase or for no competition, they found neither and all left. Roughly 12 hours in, as I mindlessly check the placard, suddenly, those gleaming words cross my screen.

“LAND ACQUIRED”

In the heat of the moment, I fail to capture it, but it mattered little. I stand victorious. And upon this plot I will build my house.

[biersackboy]

the list of things i would do to get andy to grow his hair out again is a very, very long list

[bisexualbrainrots]

me: has a buck crashing out idea

also me: has the hardest time articulating it because it's A LOT and seems like it's about xyz when it's more about something else but along that and *screams*

also me: anyways buck ends up on the floor of his house crying

(more under the cut, like A LOT more)

okay but I think the reason why it's so hard to turn it into words it's because for all the love I have for buck the idea seems like I'm putting him in a blender and then draining him with a cheesecloth okay.

so basically the plot per se came from the "speed dating episode theory" and it's like, the three of them go and buck is both not interested in getting anyone that night but also he does listen when he's being told "it's been over a year, you could try this, it'll be fun", like okay it makes sense for him.

so the night of the event it's like classic speed dating montage, where it seems like the next date is worse than the previous one, and for the final one in comes this guy, let's call him nick, whose first words to buck are "hey you seem like a nice guy, but I'm just here as a favor to my friends" and buck's both intrigued and amused by this dude who okay, is objectively hot and is dressed really well and smells amazing why the fuck did he put so much effort into this (when buck ALSO did so-), so buck does indeed get that buck flirtatiousness of his and replies like "well you're kind of lucky tonight since I'm here because my friends begged me to, I didn't even want to come here" and they both laugh, there's this energy as they talk about it and diss their friends together, nick mentions he's an ER nurse, buck that he's a firefighter and when it seems it could turn into something else the bell rings and they have to change seats. the night ends with buck getting the guy's number (and buck giving his).

so for the next let's say two weeks they text, call, go on a first date which was good okay, things felt REALLY good on that date. then it goes on to a second date which is even better, like the guy is genuinely great and all, which makes buck feel strange (in a good way since he hasn't felt like this in a while). nick even leaves buck at his front door and there's this little moment of "you want come in?" and although none of them expect much really buck does reveal it's been a while for him (he has a "jesus it's been too long" sort of moment also HELLO "you haven't had sex in a year?" parallel???) and nick says it's fine and buck gets flirty and welcomes him in.

so it's a much slower pace, but they end up on buck's bed, nick's bulk on top of buck's, he even grabs one of buck's legs to wrap it around his hips, and buck IS excited about it okay. they get into it, soooo into it, even with most of their clothes still on, but then nick starts trailing kisses down buck's neck and buck was so lost in the haze that when he opened his mouth he wasn't even thinking about his words, and nick's body stiffens and the kissing and the grinding stops, which makes buck open his eyes because okay that's weird. when he does nick is looking at him with his brows furrowed, buck asking what's wrong and nick just goes "who's tommy?"

and it takes a couple of times of buck asking what he's talking about to understand he called nick by his ex's name, which immediately makes him go a little panicky, and nick is like "no big deal, you could've told me you were seeing more than one guy though" and buck on the inside is like noooo no you don't understand— then nick sits up and asks if they can end the night there, call him tomorrow or something. buck is like, mortified but also distraught in a way he hadn't felt before, he even stands up and springs towards nick who's already leaving buck's bedroom and he tries to explain but nick keeps saying that it's okay that he doesn't have to explain, and he leaves.

and buck is like, this is fine but not really. then it's not really to okay this actually feels really bad I need to sit down, so he rests his back against the door and slowly drags himself down to the floor, and there's a lot of thoughts and memories hitting him FAST and suddenly he's getting into child's pose and just, screams. it's a guttural kind of scream, the kind that will obviously make his throat sore, and he feels hot tears escape him and fall straight to the floor. and he just, doesn't stop. that's how he ends up on the floor of his house, the entrance hall to be exact, lying down and crying.

the thing is, the facts are the easiest part to explain about this? it's the why did I even have this idea and the more emotional aspect of it that's harder to put into words that make my point understandable.

so if you reached this point let me tell you: no this is not JUST about buck missing tommy, actually. I got the idea from this buck line from 8x10 "everything felt like it was finally getting back to the way it should be. gerrard was out as captain and-and bobby was back in and... and then tommy dumps me." now, NO I do not think that buck would blame tommy for every single thing that went wrong after he dumped him BUT it is an interesting point that the writing did have buck get into a series of (REALLY) unfortunate events afterwards, even when it was for the most part incidental.

and there's the added factor of wanting to feel better with your life, wanting to move forward and build a new version of yourself, only to have one event set you back emotionally. that's where the "crash out" comes into place, that's why it's not really just about buck missing tommy, that's why it's more about the frustration and the "before and after" in buck's life re: tommy dumping him. again, NO, this is not a "tommy caused xyz to happen" please get the fuck out if you think so, okay? good.

also anything that's related to buck processing the breakup is something I'm obsessed with, now why did my brain have to come up with this is and will be a mystery. I know buck has processed it in canon and I accept it, like yeah we have 8x11 as the best example when he asked tommy if he was still scared (while previously looking so happy about the mere idea of getting back together), but still some more of knowing how he felt during those first months would be great, or like, even how he feels now compared to then, which ties into the reaction he has to still having tommy in his mind.

and as you could guess this scenario doesn't have a definitive ended re: bucktommy, and that's fine to me because I made it more about how buck is processing things + him crashing out.

yes yell at me all you want about me giving buck more pain but THAT is why I said what I said at the beginning, that this was me putting him in the blender. okay now we're actually done, go and yell at me in my inbox about this manuscript of a post.