If anyone had ever asked Izuku Midoriya if he liked bullies- he would have said no. He had a zero tolerance policy against them. He despised bullies who belittled, debased, humiliated, and caused irreparable physical and mental agony to others simply for entertainment's sake.
If anyone ever bothered to ask the kid, he would tell them that those who bully others- are weak. Arrogant when they have no right to be. And feel that they are superior when they are human too and standing on equal ground a everyone else in the world.
However if there was one thing that Izuku had learned at a very young age- it was that not all men are created equal. There was usually some sort of great divide that gradually became harder and harder to bridge as time passed.
Whether it was because of someone's bigotry, ideals, money, or other stupid things such as intellect and physical appearance.
People always tended to point out your flaws and lay you complexes and insecurities bare in an effort to tear you down. And because of the things that society pushed on you from a young age (like all young women should weigh ten pounds when they're wet yet be beautiful and curvy, whereas young men were semi fine as pigs)- those things usually worked. Really, really well if you let it.
It was all such BS that there were days when Izuku wanted to just vomit from disgust.
Of course that feeling didn't exactly go away when the kid was the target of bullies, thugs, society and so on- honestly sometimes it felt like he was living with a fucking target tattooed onto his forehead. With big sparkling letters in neon blue, Come kick my ass world.
Today of course was one of those days where the world seemed out to get him in general. He thought as the stabbing pain in his lower body got more and more painful with each jostling thrust of Ka-chan's hips against his own as he felt sharp teeth bite down onto his semi bared shoulder just as he felt Ka-chan's member twitch inside of him.
And made a slightly strained sound in the back of his throat that wasn't exactly a whimper nor a moan, as his once childhood friend emptied himself into him before he finally slid out of him and pulled back to look at him with both satisfaction and total disgust as he reached down and trailed his fingertips along the soft, trembling skin of his flat stomach before saying, "You should drop out of school, Deku. Letting me rape you full of my cum is all that you'll ever be good for. And who knows, since you seem to like my cock tearing your insides apart so much-" Lie, lie, lie! I don't like it. I merely choose not to become a fucking murderer and waste my time on your sorry ass. "Maybe I should get a few friends to pay for a few rounds and make a little bit extra money. Or maybe even whore you out to be bred. Would you like that? To be bred like a bitch by me and some others? To ruin your future-"
Izuku had been a tad bit zoned out up until that point out of habit to preserve his sanity since this wasn't the first time that Kaa-chan had dragged him off and raped him because he'd had a bad day or was pissed about some little something that he always seemed to blame him for. And if Kaa-chan said anymore about whoring him out- he just might decide to rethink where he stood on not murdering him.
It was bad enough that this had been happening for the past three months straight without any of their UA teachers and it's staff being the wiser.
Granted All Might and maybe one or two of them had noticed some changes in his behavior of late. The not so subtle downward slide of his grades and how his class participation had gone down significantly- but when called out on those things by them- he never really knew what to say about the reasons why everything was so fucked up.
To be perfectly honest, he wouldn't know where to begin. Part of him wanted to tell them everything and finally have a nervous breakdown about it all, and another part of him was so ashamed that they would begin to see/treat him the same way that Ka-chan did.
Still, something needed to be done. Especially since the bullying, the near constant rapes were beginning to take a toll on his body and mind-
"You have such a deliciously tight little pussy for a girl who likes to pretend she's a guy-" Okay, that was it. Ka-chan had to die now. No one talked about her being a girl masquerading as a boy and got away with it. Not even him.
Not even stopping to think about what she was doing- Izuku reared back her arm, letting All for One flare up within her along with all the anger the hatred and rage of righteous indignation and before Ka-chan could go on about any other plans for her future- she punched him. Making sure to use just enough force to get the fucker not only away from her, but to break his jaw.
And she wasn't going to lie. The sickening snap his jaw made upon impact from her fist was beyond gratifying. However the satisfaction didn't last long. Because the moment she realized what she had done, she rolled over on the ground and barely managed to pick herself up before she was doubled over dry heaving and crying.
She never noticed that the use of her quirk had gained someone's attention and didn't even know that anyone was coming to check out what had happened until someone was on their knees on the ground beside her, pulling the distraught girl into their arms while she cried almost hysterically.
Yes if anyone had ever bothered to ask Izuku if she hated bullies- she would have said yes. After all, if was a bully that altered the course of her future.