Izuku runs and plans revenge, to become a terror to the corrupt hero's plaguing society but Instead of becoming a nightmare that terrorises the hero industry he ends up becoming a mother at 13 with a quirk he thought he had made up to fool people.
He doesn't mind really, he loves his kids…he really does just… he REALLY wishes he had more self-restraint and impulse control and wasn't so damn fertile because at this rate he's going to spend most of his life constantly pregnant!
If only those people weren't so damn hot and good in bed he wouldn't have this problem!
…Also why does two of his kids, especially his son look so much like a miniature All Might after sleeping with that one skeleton dude who was drunk off his ass?
{Meanwhile five men are currently cooing in the other room over their kids and planning amongst themselves who's going to father the next lot and how to keep Izuku's eyes and body from wondering to other men again}
Warning contains mentions of blood, murder, eating of human flesh, foul language, mentions and or explicit depictions of consensual possible extreme rough and most likely inaccurate underage sex, abuse, cuteness and fluff and lots off OOC-ness, polygamy, lots of teenage pregnancy, masochism and many other things you could think of.
Genres = Family, drama, romance, erotica? And slight (don't know yet) action.
Also this is an Au, the BNHA plot does not exist here, though some things stay the same, like some backgrounds and the like though altered to suit my story.
Main harem pairing = Izuku/Dabi/Stain/Tomura/Aizawa/Katsuki - it's crack i know but i do not care!
Do know that just because they are Izuku's lovers does not nessecarily mean they are going to be dating each other, though sometimes they may sleep with each other depending on my mood.
Izuku is 8 when his world falls to pieces, burning to ashes in the flames of a hero he used to think was cool. Izuku's life has never been perfect, no by a long shot and his many burn scars in the pattern of fireworks on every inch of covered skin is testament to that.
He always had his mother though, sure she didn't believe he could be a hero but she still loved him with all her heart and for being quirk-less he was very lucky in that regard… but now it's all over. His mother is dead simply because that flaming pile of shit doesn't care about his actions, doesn't care that using such dangerous and powerful flames on a weak store robber would cause the victim in said robbers arms to burn to death with his intended victim.
Doesn't care because no one will say anything, doesn't care for the innocents he kills because he's the number two hero and the media and other hero's will just cover it up, sweep it under the rug and say it was an unfortunate casualty in the line of duty.
So yes Izuku's world fell to pieces because not only did he lose his only support in this unfair world but he also lost something he had held onto so strongly and close to his heart for so many years, he lost his dream because how could he ever want to be a hero when the hero's have failed him so badly? When society has failed him so badly?
Izuku Midoriya despairs and anguishes at the unfairness at life and how the world seems out to get him at every turn but after despair comes anger, deep and hot that it sears him but instead of falling prey to the anger and despair he feels instead comes a burning determination to survive and thrive in this unfair world.
So what if he's quirk-less? He's intelligent and resourceful and so for once in his damn life he is going to actually use it for more then just quirk analysis even if it mean breaking the law to survive because there is no way he is going into the system because going into such a broken system as a quirk-less individual is only asking for more pain, neglect and abuse.
And Izuku is quite sick of the world thinking he's it's proverbial punching bag.
So when the cops come to his apartment they find an empty house because Izuku has long since ran.
Chuckling in amusement, Izuku continues to count the wads of cash in his hands, utterly amused that he just earned another hundred thousand simply from selling some ridiculously simple information to some dumbasses.
Honestly becoming an info broker was one of his more brilliant money making decisions. Certainly the easiest of the bunch and extremely lucrative too boot despite the risks involved. Not that certain risks aren't involved in his other business ventures but as an info broker the ones seeking information aren't usually the most pleasant of company especially if they don't like what they hear or don't want the information you happen to have on them getting into their enemies hands.
Not that it matters to him because he always has more then one or two ways to escape or fight back, he muses with dark humour as he recalls the many men and women whose blood now coats his hands despite not even being 13 yet.
Putting the money away in his secret safe till he can go to the bank later Izuku heads to the kitchen in his apartment to grab a quick bite to eat before heading down stairs to the small shop he owns below.
When he first ran away after his mothers murder Izuku lived on the trash heap on the beach, their he learned how to build many things to survive and profit off of by reading near constantly at the local library and using the old machines and other electronics for parts, it's also where he earned his love of tinkering and building things and that love inevitably lead to selling some of his more… let's just say simple support gear to some low time villains he became friendly with which worked well enough that it quickly expanded to a few more villains and as he upped his level of skill so did his support gear which attracted more and more until he successfully earned him and still does earn him quite a lot of mint and when he had enough he used some other skills he learned to buy himself this two story building to house himself and to gain money more legally because people would question why a barely nine year old street kid would have so much money.
So to gain a legal identity again and to lessen the danger of living on the streets selling support gear to villains he became Kanda Yui, the lone kid of a 'workaholic mom' who is never home but whose 'dad' who is often out of the country for work as well sometimes comes home to help out with the store he left his wife and kid to earn some more income.
Not the best fake identity he knows but it works surprisingly well for him because no one ever questions it. Also to make it even easier for himself he even gave himself a minor quirk! False as it is because he knows full well how society treats quirk-less people and he has no wish to deal with that again.
Though despite having a registered minor quirk he made it so that he was virtually quirk-less because it would be to unbelievable otherwise, he just wanted to be able to say he has one to lessen some of the backlash he'd get from a lot of people when they inevitably ask. His quirk is registered as an internal one, he named the fake quirk Omega, which is basically his way of saying he is a male with a fully workable womb so he can carry children with fake documents all saying so.
He chose that sort of quirk over any other more believable one like minor intelligence simply because he wants kids in the future but knows he can't have any of his own naturally and not just because he is gay, due to Bakago that bastard he stupidly used to call a friend on one of his many beatings with him as the target lost his ability to ever produce viable sperm in the future so he cant even have a surrogate if he wanted to, he can adopt but… it's not the same as his own flesh and blood.
It's what lead to him truly despising him as a person that he lost any and all respect for him as well as his wish to ever be his friend again…
Shaking his head of those depressing thoughts he turns the stores sign to open and sits behind the counter to work on some paperwork till the first customer comes in for the day.
Which doesn't take long at all because while his store is small it does great business despite being diverse in it's products and only being opened for nearly three years.
His stores called the 'Everything Maybe!' because everything in the store is mostly handmade by him due to his diverse set of interests, everything from simple toasters to fashionable clothing, food, games, toys, arts and crafts, if it's for sale then Izuku is the one who personally made it, the stuff he didn't make is mostly stuff like office and school supplies like notebooks, pens and pencils because his store IS close to quite a few schools and businesses and since his place is relatively cheap for top quality products a lot of people come here, kids included even if they mostly come for his selection of pastries and candy.
The other stuff he didn't personally make are mostly small stuff like drinks, popular snake foods and the like… except the books he keeps in stock like popular manga or novels because he does earn more money that way due to all the schools around.
So while the store doesn't bring in the cash like selling info or making support gear does it does in fact bring in a lot of money for him, why earn so much money though? What's the point if he is this rich already?
Simple really, money makes everything easier and with money means he has more ways to enact his revenge.
Endeavour will die because just because society is willing to forgive his mother's murderer doesn't mean he is.
Since society won't give his mother and all that flaming pile of shits other many victim's justice then he will simply have to become that justice and be the judge jury and executioner to men such as that, he isn't Stain though, no Izuku will only kill REAL bad hero's, not just hero's he believes are bad because they happen to like fame, no hero's like Endeavour who constantly endanger and kiss civilians, hero's that stage their heroic deeds to rise to fame quicker, hero's who are secretly villains who do horrible deeds away from the public eye…
Those are the only ones Izuku will kill, not Hero's who are simply doing their job because the term Hero is a job in this day and age, not just a person with respectable merits.
Izuku is no real villain after all… he's just a little too… warped by society, so even if society will eventually call him a villain when he starts to kill he isn't, not truly.
He much prefers the term anti-hero or vigilante.
Izuku doesn't quite remember how he came to be in this nameless mans arms, in his bed but he isn't worried, isn't concerned over the very real age gap between them or the moral implication that this man is most definitely a paedophile for even thinking to engage in such illicit activities with a just turned 13 year old.
Izuku doesn't care because he wants this, he agreed to it fully and wilfully aware of what he had agreed too and so he relinquishes control, gives it all to this man who holds him like his most precious treasure, tight and secure as his large, rough hands roam his slim petite but scared and muscled body, a fisherman's hands he absently notes, the callouses he sees and feels on his flushed and burning skin a testament to long days spent at sea.
His back arches and he gasps, all but mewling in this mans arms when he pinches and twists one nipple while sucking and biting harshly at the other, his body humming in pleasure as the man slowly slides down, leaving burning trails of kisses and licks along his body, worshipping it like some delectable delight he has just discovered despite all the firework scars littering his body.
The man stops, hovering just over his dick, using his hands to slowly rub his thighs, close but never quite touching it as hot air washes over his burning cock until Izuku loses his will to wait, impatient as he is that he pleads with the man, begs him to touch him like he wants to be touched.
The man chuckles deeply, but he complies and kisses the tip, kisses and licks and worships his cock like he did his chest until Izuku gasps harshly when he engulfs it within his wet, warm orifice and gives it a deep suck, using his tongue to lavish his cock like its a tasty treat as he slowly bobs up and down, moving one of his hands down till it's playing softly at first, but then harshly until Izuku is little more then a gasping mewling mess with his balls.
Played with so expertly and so inexperienced in this world of pleasure this man is introducing him to Izuku is quick to cum, arching as he screams and shoots down this mans throat before he can think to warn him, the man just chuckles though and swallows, the vibrations going up and down his cock still held captive within this mans mouth that his orgasm lasts longer then it should have, it leaves him breathless that when the man frees him from his mouth with a pop he is left more hot and sensitive then before.
"Your adorable, you know that kid? But it's my turn to feel good now…" the man speaks, his voice deep and smooth like melted chocolate but Izuku doesn't pay it any attention because the man has already entered a thick finger into him, slowly moving it in and out of him before he enters the second before a third one enters.
It's uncomfortable at first, but Izuku says nothing because the man at least has the decency to prepare him first, using spit and Izuku's own left over cum as lube to help loosen him. After the man finishes scissoring him with three fingers he removes them from his twitching hole, leaving him feeling empty as he mewls for more, almost begging for the man to fill him again, with something bigger, better then the fingers he used before, thick as they were.
Izuku's wish is quickly granted when less then a moment later a thick, hard and burning cock is shoved down to the hilt within him and Izuku screams, a mix of pleasure and pain shooting through him, despite the thorough stretching this man did he can still feel himself tear open and blood quickly pools on the sheets below him, Izuku has tears in his eyes but he feels good, the pain heightening his lust for this man and the man looks at him with concern but he just shakes his head and demands for him to move.
The man is surprised for a second, not moving a muscle before he chuckles deeply.
"Heh, you're a little masochist aren't ya? Well alright then! I won't hold back or be kind anymore!" the man whispers in his ear wickedly but instead of being scared his words just furfure excite him, his dick twitching and jumping to hardness again as the man pulls all the way out just to slam back in again, balls deep and starting a harsh brutal pace as he continues to move in and out, he screams in pleasure despite the pain.
Izuku is quickly turned over to all fours, still filled deep within the man and he screams again at the sheer pain that causes, but that pain is accompanied by more pleasure then pain and before he can get his baring's at the new position he was suddenly put into a large smack echo's in the room and another scream rips out of his throat, a bruise no doubt already forming on his ass as the mans large thick hands spanks his ass hard before he's pounding into him again, even deeper then before even as he continues his merciless assault on his cheeks leaving Izuku screaming and gasping for air, tears streaming down his face in rivers even as he begs and pleads for more.
Izuku agrees with the mans earlier words, he must be a masochist because this agonising pain he is feeling is just enhancing his pleasure.
The night continues this way, the man harshly pounding into him, treating him like some common whore, changing his body and position in whatever way he sees fit to do so.
Izuku has long since lost his voice, being able to do little more then gasp and moan as the man pounds him into the mattress, his ass along with many parts of his body is little more then one giant black and blue bruise from the man constantly hitting his cheeks harshly, bitting hard enough to draw blood as he leaves hickeys all over his chest and back, even as he continues to thrust his large cock into his tiny hole.
Izuku has long lost count of how many times he has come, both of him and the man because every inch of him is either splattered or filled in this mans cum and Izuku has long since become dry that his orgasms are now dry ones, which only furfur enhance the pleasure he's in.
Izuku lets out a long drawn out moan, his whole body twitching in overwhelmed pleasure when the man grabs his spent cock in his rough hands and rubs it, roughly moving up and down it in time with his thrusts that he gives another dry orgasm as the man once again fills his spent hole with another round of cum.
The man pulls out after they both rest for a few minutes, his ass feeling empty after having spent hours having been filled and warm cum trickles out slowly, his hole twitching for more despite Izuku not thinking he could possibly last another round has his whole body shudders and twitches in the left over pleasure.
The man sighs and chuckles before he lifts Izuku's tired body and moves him around until his head is on his lap and Izuku slowly opens his eyes, groaning when he sees the mans dick still at attention, wondering how on earth this man can have so much stamina.
"Kid, it's nearly sunrise and I've got to head back out to sea, you've got to clean me up before I go, though you've been an excellent lay I got ta admit" the man says and Izuku can't even protest before the man is shoving his dick down his throat.
Izuku chokes and gasps, struggling despite how tired he is because he can't breath but the man just chuckles again and grips his hair tightly and thrusts in and out without care, long since having lost his gentle touch as he discovered Izuku liked pain more then gentle touches as was more evident as the night wore on into the early hours it is now, so the man just uses his throat like he had his ass, rough and merciless as he only smiles wickedly at him and says.
"Breath through your nose kid"
Two hours later the man leaves whistling a merry tune, leaving Izuku in little more then pain, blood and dried cum and various other bodily fluids unconscious as he had fainted from lack of air after having his throat roughly and brutally abused from both the huge dick in his mouth blocking his pipes and the rough hand hold he had on his neck, chocking him until unconsciousness but even then the man continued to use his throat till he was finished.
When Izuku wakes up the next day, in more pain then he thought was physically possible and feeling utterly miserable dried in so many unidentifiable fluids he can't help but smile.
Wondering what that mans name was before deciding that it doesn't matter because Izuku will most definitely do this again because honestly?
Izuku adores the pain and the feeling of his body being used like it had, like some object to be abused and he isn't one to shy away from his desires.
-Two months later-
Looking down at the test results in shock, Izuku blinks and blinks again but the words on the page don't change, neither does the disapproving look of the female doctor who handed him said results.
After a long few moments Izuku can't help but chuckle helplessly because as it turns out his fake quirk he made up? Apparently isn't so fake after all as he looks at the results after having gone to the doctor because of feeling horrible the past couple weeks.
He… is going to be a mother.