In Which Everyone Knows About One For All
(Submission by asdmabel)
i stalk your blog sometimes. i’m easily distracted. take this. guess at which point i got distracted
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“You know, it’s not really a surprise that all Might chose you for his successor,” says Asui. “I mean, even if you can’t use One For All yet, you’re still really similar to him.”
Izuku doesn’t even have a moment to process what she’s said before he’s blushing. “Ah, um, not really!”
“No, she’s right,” adds Kirishima. “I mean, you both have the same smile, or am I just seeing things?”
Asui nods. “It’s not the same smile, but you get the same feeling from it, right?”
This is it. Izuku’s going to blush hard enough to manifest his absent father’s Quirk and breathe fire. He’s just going to die now.
“With how flashy One For All is, and being connected to All Might, you’re pretty much set for popularity as soon as you graduate,” Kirishima sighs. “My hardening’s useless for flashiness.”
“No, it’s a great Quirk!” Izuku finds himself exclaiming. “You can save loads of people with it! I mean, it has to be better to have a strong Quirk and be able to use it well than to have a flashy Quirk and be useless at applying it.”
Aoyama groans theatrically. “Marry me, Midoriya. We can have a horde of children that kill themselves with Quirks that don’t fit their bodies.”
“Aoyama, you said that aloud,” says Ashido.
“Je veux mourir,” he sighs. “Bury me with a thousand bombs filled with glitter.”
“Speaking of bombs and flashiness, you can’t get better than Bakugou, right?” says Kirishima, saving Izuku from thinking of a response to Aoyama’s proposal.
Asui ribbits. “But his personality is awful. He won’t be popular.”
Kacchan, who had been gazing out of the window with a worse scowl than usual, immediately begins to yell. “Fuck you, frogface! I’ll be the most popular out of everyone here!”
“My point is proven,” she croaks.
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“According to the curriculum we obtained yesterday, Eraserhead, Thirteen, and All Might were supposed to be teaching this class,” says the actual, literal, dark void portal wearing a nice suit. “Where is All Might?”
Sincerely, Midoriya Izuku would like to ask, what the heck?
“We were told that All Might was going to be here. Where is he?” another villain says. This one has way too many hands to be considered healthy, frankly.
Nobody responds. Izuku swallows down the nausea.
“After all of the trouble we went to, and all of the people we brought along,” the hand-villain groans. “If you give us the kid with One For All, we’ll call it even, and we won’t hurt anyone else.”
“Stay together,” Aizawa growls. “Don’t separate. Thirteen, get them out. I’ll hold them back.”
“But-“
Aizawa holds out a hand, silencing Izuku before he can even speak. “I know. All Might sees something in you, so don’t waste it trying to fight when you’re not ready yet.”
Bakugou charges in, aiming for the black mist in a suit, and everything turns into chaos.
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“Which one is All Might’s?” Hand-Villain asks.
Asui – no, Tsuyu – steps forwards, even as Aizawa yells at her to stop, to run, to do anything but put herself in more danger.
“Maybe it’s me,” she croaks. “Really, it could be any of us. We’re all All Might’s students, so even those of us that hate to lie can answer the same way.”
The villain reaches out, cups Tsuyu’s face in his hand, and murmurs, “Then answer this. Do you have One For All?”
Tsuyu blinks, then clearly says, “Yes.”
“What are you doing, Tsuyu?” yells Izuku, only to be completely ignored.
“Ah, Eraserhead is so cool,” laughs Hand-Villain. The sound isn’t mocking or bitter, but rather, Izuku thinks, that the man sounds genuinely amused.
It’s terrifying.
“You’d do anything to protect your students, right?”
“Don’t touch her!” Izuku finds himself screaming, launching forwards to attack the villain. “Smash!”
His fist connects with hard muscle and leathery skin.
The Noumu.
It moves away, and the Hand-Villain wraps one of his real, attached hands around Izuku’s trembling wrist, holding up his ring finger and pinky. Normally, Izuku would try and break free. It would be easy, with how loose a grip the villain has on him, but he just can’t make his body move.
“Smash?” Hand-Villain says softly. “I found you, One For All.”
The ring finger lowers, and-
“I am here!”
He’s safe.
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Iida had taken a nomination from his brother for his work experience, while Uraraka had chosen Gunhead. Honestly, though, Izuku’s most confused by Todoroki choosing to join his father. Then again, Endeavor is strong. Even if Todoroki can’t learn much about working as a hero from the guy, he can at least develop finer control of his right-hand side.
Gran Torino has been, well, a unique teacher, in Izuku’s opinion. Then again, Eraserhead had started the year by saying that if Izuku couldn’t control his new Quirk by the end of the yea, then both he and All Might would be out of UA. Thankfully, that was a bluff. Probably.
Something crashes into the train, and Izuku can barely breathe when a hand grips around his entire body. Full Cowl does nothing, but maybe if he plays dead? No, that won’t work; his heart is pounding with anxiety and it’s affecting his thought process.
The Noumu carries him to Hero Killer Stain.
“Let’s see what you’re made of, then.”
