Prompt 4

Give 'Em The Finger

"Tch! Stay down already, Deku! Acting like you're better than me! Where do you get off?" The one who spoke was a blond teenager named Katsuki Bakugou, who paused to blow out a blood clot forming in his broken nose. As his palms crackled with small explosions, he stared down his enemy. Across the alleyway from him crouched a shorter teenager with a mop of dark green hair, one Izuku Midoriya, who staggered to his feet.

The other boy spat out a tooth and gave a vicious bloody grin as he retorted, "Where do I get off? C'mon Kacchan, you know the answer to that. Most of the time, it's between your mother's legs! Assuming she doesn't want me to finish in her mouth, that is." With a roar of fury, the blond lunged at the other teen, slamming his fist home in his ribcage. Izuku gasped in pain before headbutting Bakugou in his already broken nose. Swallowing down the pain, Bakugou's other hand crashed into his temple, knocking him out cold.

"Gah. Fuckin' Deku," Bakugou grumbled as he stumbled out of the alleyway, ignoring his flunkies, at least until one went to kick the unconscious Izuku. "Oi! You wanna fight him, fight him when he's awake. Don't be a little bitch!" Even as he staggered home, Bakugou couldn't help but mentally growl, 'Fucking extras. As much of a shit as Deku is, at least he's not a bitch.'

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Fighting his way through the crowd, Izuku finally caught sight of the villain. It was the same Sludge Villain as before, the one All Might had saved him from. He must have gotten free somehow and now he had a hostage. Looking closer, Izuku gasped as he recognized the hostage. It was Kacchan! Feeling a great sense of urgency and rage well up within him, Izuku ducked under the barrier and sprinted towards the villain. With a movement that looked far more practice than it was, Izuku whipped his backpack off his shoulder and hurled it, the loaded down bag striking the blob monster right in his eyes. As the villain instinctively recoiled in pain, his gelatinous body partially receded off his hostage's body. Taking his first breath in far too long, Bakugou yelled out, "Fucking Deku! The hell do you think you're doing?!"

Grabbing the other teens hands and pulling with all his might, Izuku shouted back, "I'm saving you, you fuck! If anyone's gonna beat you once and for all, it's going to be me!"

Unfortunately, the villain was already recovering. His voice shook with rage as he recognized his previous victim, "You! You're the one who got away last time! No All Might to save you now!"

"THAT'S WHERE YOU'RE WRONG VILLAIN! FOR I AM HERE!" With a single overwhelming punch, All Might simultaneously scattered the Sludge Villain and put out all the fires with just the shockwave of his attack. As the onlooking crowd cheered and roared their approval, Bakugou glared at Izuku, who shot him a smirk and finger guns before the medics quickly swept them away to get checked over.

Unfortunately for Izuku, the other heroes had regained their wits and decided now was the time to lecture the teenager who did what they couldn't. As three of them crowded around the boy (Backdraft was still putting out fires) and tore into him for "being reckless" and how he should "leave things to the pros", Izuku decided he had enough of their hypocrisy. With a sudden alarmed look on his face, Izuku interrupted them, "Wait! Quiet! Do you guys hear that?" Even as he spoke, the boy looked all over, seemingly trying to find the source of the sound he mentioned.

As the heroes similarly looked around in unease, Mt. Lady was the one to ask the obvious, "Hear what?"

"It sounded like… a kid having to do you jobs for you, you incompetent fuckwits! 'Wait for an appropriate quirk'? What kind of moronic reasoning is that? 'Sorry your child died ma'am, but my quirk wasn't suited for the task, so I figured it'd be best to just stand around with my dick in my hand while a teenager drowned in front of me'. How the fuck does someone like you become a hero in the first place?! Between you, Pinocchio, and Ms. meter of cameltoe, not one of you could think of a better plan that fucking hoping someone solved the problem for you? I'm fucking Quirkless and I did a better job than all three of you combined! …Now fuck off; I'm running late for dinner," Having finished tearing the Pro heroes a new asshole, Izuku turned and headed home, ignoring the reporters on the scene shouting questions his way.

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"I must say Young Midoriya, you cleaned this beach faster than I expected. With this, you'll have almost two months to get used to One For All before the entrance exams!" Toshinori Yagi couldn't help but swell with pride for the teenager in front of him. While he was certainly rough around the edges and had quite a mouth on him, he possessed the heart of a hero and had come so far in such a short amount of time. "Now, it is time for you to receive One For All!" Eager for the months of long work to finally pay off, Izuku couldn't help but wonder what sort of strange ritual would be required in order to pass on a Quirk. So wrapped up in his thoughts was the teen, that he didn't notice Toshinori transforming into his All Might form and plucking a hair until the man spoke again. "Now, eat this!"

It took several seconds for Izuku to respond, caught between disbelief and disgust, "You- you're fucking with me, right? There's no way you're serious. ….Right?"

Finally realizing why Nana had found this moment so hilarious all those years ago, Toshinori cheerfully replied, "Of course I'm serious. In order to gain One For All, you have to consume a piece of my DNA. And frankly, this is the least disgusting option. So eat up Young Midoriya!"

With a muttered, "Fuck my life," Izuku took the piece of blond hair and swallowed it down. "Bleh! It tastes like you soaked it in hairspray! Goddamnit, do you wash your hair with tar? Did you poison me?! Is this how I die?! Poisoned with hair!" As All Might watched Izuku's theatrics, he silently offered the teen a sports drink. Izuku promptly twisted off the cap and guzzled the whole thing. "I am never doing that again; I don't care what kind of amazing Quirk I'll get from it. ….I don't feel any different though."

"Of course not! It will take a couple hours for your body to absorb One For All and truly empower you! So for now," Mid-sentence, All Might deflated like a muscled balloon, "We wait, enjoy the scenery, chat a little.

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A couple hours later, Izuku and Toshinori sat on the beach, chatting amicably, Izuku finishing up a story as he pointed one finger at the setting sun like a gun. "So I figured I could either cry about being Quirkless or I could get off my ass and do something about it!"

Nodding in understanding, Toshinori responded, "So you worked hard to one day become a hero despite your disadvantages." 'Truly,' he thought, 'this was a boy who exemplified the dedication and perseverance of a true hero.'

"Actually, first I knocked out two of Kacchan's teeth," Izuku admitted, "No way I was going to let him go around thinking his shit doesn't stink just because he has a strong Quirk." 'Erk! Well, at least he's got the perseverance,' Toshinori mentally corrected himself. "Besides, it's how our relationship works- Hey! I think I felt something just now! Is it One For All? How do I activate it?!"

Shooting up and once more activating his more muscular form, All Might boldly declared, "Clench your asshole super tight and scream the word from the bottom of your heart! Smash!"

Rather than an equally boisterous shout, he was met by a blank stare from his successor. "I… don't think that helps me much," As he spoke, Izuku once more pointed to the horizon, "I mean, do I reach out and grasp it or try to guide it like a river or-" Before he could continue, the verdant haired boy was cut off as a bead of green energy formed on the end of his pointer finger. After a moment, it shot off towards the horizon, carving a shallow trench in the sand before detonating over the ocean and sending a spray of water into the air. "I- what?" Turning towards an equally stunned All Might, Izuku prayed the veteran hero had answers. "I don't suppose your mentor used One For All in some unique way as well, did he?"

In response, All Might merely shook his head silently, still trying to wrap his brain around how his successor wielded One For All in such a manner. "No, no. I- no. You're certain you're Quirkless?"

Shrugging in reply, Izuku said, "As far as I know. Certainly would've noticed having literal finger guns before now, I think. Maybe."

Shaking himself out of his stupor, All Might made a decision, "Either way, this calls for more training! We must find out the capacity of your Quirk before you take the entrance exam. Now, for your first test, let's see how many times you can fire it before exhausting yourself!"

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"As you know, Midoriya, I've known about One For All for years. Back when All Might first injured himself, I insisted he find a successor immediately, even offered my help. But he refused. Rebuffed any attempts to convince him to pass on One For All until a few months ago, when he gave it to you." The speaker was All Might's former sidekick, Sir Nighteye, and the hero Izuku was interning under at Mirio's recommendation. The man was a highly successful hero in his own right, using his Foresight Quirk in both combat and investigations. But right now, all he was to Izuku was a pain in the ass. "I spent two years grooming Mirio into the ideal successor for All Might: Powerful, experienced, and a paragon of heroic values. Instead, All Might chose you, a borderline delinquent who's proven unable to even use One For All properly. To be perfectly frank, calling you an unideal successor would be an understatement. With all that said, what reason could you give for why you shouldn't pass One For All to Mirio?"

Taking a deep breath, Izuku stared down the Pro Hero on the other side of the man's large desk, trying to calm himself before answering, "Well, for starters, it's not your Quirk. I'm not sure who you think died and put you in charge of One For All, but it was All Might's to give away as he saw fit. He didn't need your permission to choose a successor. And frankly, I don't need your fucking approval!" Taking another breath to steady himself, the teenager continued, "Honestly, if this is the only reason you wanted me to intern with you, I would've been better off accepting X-less's offer. At least he wouldn't belittle me for not being his precious pet project." Tilting his head, Izuku went for the kill shot, "Does Mirio know that the only reason you trained him was so he'd be a replacement All Might?"

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Prompt 5

All for Buns

AN: For this prompt, *speech* is used to indicate the speaker is speaking in English rather than Japanese.

"Ah, this is the life. The sun, the sand, and friends to share it with. Truly, only one thing could possibly make this day better!" A blonde cheerfully called across the beach. Despite how she spoke, she and her two companions weren't playing in the water or relaxing in the sand. Instead, all three were outright sprinting through knee deep water across the beach. The trio kicked up waves of both sand and water with the speeds they moved.

A second woman replied, snarkier and considerably more tired, "Huff, is it, huff, fighting?" Though taller than both her companions and in amazing shape herself, she just couldn't keep up with those two monsters.

"*That's right*, fighting~!" With no more warning than that, the blonde threw herself in a flying tackle at the groups third member, a teenage boy shorter than either of them. As the pair wrestled in the surf, the second woman took the opportunity to catch her breath. Despite both her exercise partners appearing fresh as daisies, her green from was shimmering in sweat. Even as she watched, the teen managed to hoist his opponent over his head and attempted to slam her into the water. Unfortunately, she wriggled out of his grasp at the last moment, leaving behind her bikini top but escaping a possible defeat. As he stood there gaping at the blonde's bare chest, she made her move.

The green amazon spectating chuckled at seeing a pro hero perform a piledriver on a boy barely into his teens from fifteen feet up. 'If this were anyone else, I'd be worried. But Izuku's a tough kid.' The impact of the two bodies sent a wave taller than any of them surging outwards in all directions, causing her to mentally add, 'Besides, better him than me. I'm a lawyer, not a fighter.' Seeing that the "match" was over, she jogged towards her friends and called out, "Hey, Izuku, Quetzalcoatl, you two done flirting for now?"

Clapping her hands together, the now named Quetzalcoatl happily replied, "Oh yes. Very fun, but Izuku lost so we're all done now!" Behind her, Izuku pulled himself out of the hole he had been stuck in, dazed but alive. Silently, he held up the blonde's top, causing her to realize her state of dress. Quickly taking her clothing back, Quetzalcoatl secured her bikini and looked to make sure no one but the three of them saw. She might be free-spirited, but she didn't need to get in trouble for public indecency. Once she was decent again, the blonde heroine addressed her sparring partner, "*Very nice* Izuku. You're doing a lot better than before. Keep it up and you'll be un magnífico hero in no time!"

For his part, Izuku was happy to have found such a great, if brutal, trainer all those months ago. That she could keep up with him (if only on sunny days) only made things better. And if both Quetzalcoatl and her friend Jennifer both preferred to wear swimsuits while working out, well he wasn't going to complain about the view. Especially now that their run was finished and it was time for cooldown stretches. The verdette tried not to stare too much but those glorious butts were like black holes that his eyes couldn't escape.

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"Young Midoriya, didn't I warn you not to overwork yourself?" The speaker was one All Might, the top hero in Japan and famous all over the world. And right now, he was staring at a pristine beach that had been a garbage heap less than two weeks prior. While the teen he was training was in good shape, All Might's workout plan had called for him to take nearly half a year to clean up Dagobah Beach.

Besides him, Izuku responded in confusion, "I… didn't? When I said my quirk gave me infinite stamina, that wasn't hyperbole. If not for school and my other training, I probably could have finished in a few days honestly." Indeed, as his "Perpetual Motion" quirk meant Izuku never got tired no matter what he did, the boy took to exercising simply to pass the time most people spend sleeping. Though not even five and a half feet tall, the boy was built like he thought fishing meant stealing salmon from grizzly bears.

"Hm? What other training? You didn't mention any other training before," All Might asked. Indeed, had he known about another training regimen, he'd have worked around it better. Though apparently, such a thing would've been unnecessary.

Perking up at the thought of his friends, Izuku answered, "Oh yeah! I train with Quetzalcoatl the Sun Hero on Wednesdays and Sundays. She's been a big help the last nine months! And as long as it's not too cloudy, she can even keep up with me! On sunny days, I don't have a chance of beating her when we wrestle."

As Izuku continued to babble, All Might thought on what he knew about the Sun Hero, 'I'm pretty sure her quirk lets her turn sunlight into strength. So if that includes stamina, I suppose she would be able to keep up with a boy who's literally inexhaustible.' Interrupting the boys mumbling, which had become too garbled to understand anyway, All Might questioned, "The Sun Hero huh? That's quite some trainer you've managed to land. How'd you manage to catch her eye anyway?"

All Might's question caused Izuku to remember the day he met Quetzalcoatl and Jennifer Walters. He had simply been jogging along a random route one morning when the two came around a corner and cut in front of him. Normally he'd have been a bit upset but seeing those two asses in front of him had robbed the boy of all thought. Truly, those butts were utter perfection, lovingly sculpted by thousands of master craftsmen, and blessed by every god known to man. Such a hypnotizing sight led to Izuku unthinkingly jogging after them for the next several kilometers until they finally decided to confront him. That had to be the most awkward conversation of the verdette's life. Pulling himself from his thoughts, Izuku realized his idol was still waiting for an answer, "Uh, just luck I guess?"

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It was Izuku's first day at UA and their homeroom teacher had dropped a surprise exam on them, a Quirk Assessment Test he'd called it. Having had ten months to get One For All under control, Izuku was actually surprised he wasn't taking first place in every event, even if he could only control 25% reliably. Sure, he placed second in the events where he didn't take first, but it still caught him off guard. 'Guess that's what happens when I assume I'm stronger than everyone else.' Right now, they were finishing up the softball throw, and it seemed Aizawa-sensei had a problem with Todoroki, who'd been using his ice to crush the tests so far. "I've read your file. You've been literally half-assing this entire test so far. Heroes can't get away with not giving it their all," Aizawa lectured.

Todoroki's perpetual glare grew just a bit colder, "I don't need my fire to succeed." Well, that was certainly news to Izuku (not to mention the rest of the class). He'd thought the boy with the heterochromatic hair had an ice quirk, but apparently he had fire and ice.

However, Aizawa-sensei was unrelenting, "It'd be illogical to let someone with that kind of attitude become a hero. All you'd succeed in is letting thousands die throughout your career due to your hang-ups." Though the man was harsh, Izuku couldn't find any faults with his arguments. As heroes, people were going to die despite their best efforts. But at least they actually gave their best efforts. A hero who didn't even use half his abilities might as well have killed them himself.

Despite this, Todoroki also refused to budge on his stance. While Izuku didn't know the details, it was obvious there was a story surrounding Todoroki's hatred of his own power. The teen growled out, "I refuse to use his power!"

At this, Aizawa simply sighed and responded, "If you listen very carefully, you can hear the sound of no one giving a fuck about your hang-ups with your father. Either use your fire, go to therapy so you can use your fire, or get the hell out of my class."

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Not long after successfully saving Eri from Overhaul and his Shie Hassaikai, Izuku and Mirio were showing her around UA while Aizawa-sensei filled out paperwork to take over as her new guardian. While the young girl still hadn't smiled yet, at least she enjoyed the apple juice Mirio had gotten her from the cafeteria. Little Eri listened raptly as they explained what everything was, though she occasionally had to be carried as she was still young and she didn't get much exercise while imprisoned. Of course, neither Izuku nor Mirio minded carrying the little cinnamon roll. Just after Eri insisted on walking once more, a group of Izuku's classmates came across them. Wanting her to get used to being around more friendly people, Izuku made sure to wave them over. "Hey everyone! This is Eri; Mirio and I were just showing her around campus."

Unsurprisingly, it was Iida who greeted them first, "Ah, Izuku! It's good to see you again this fine morning! And Eri? This must be that little girl from your internship! I am Iida Tenya, it's nice to meet you!" Though mellowed out somewhat, the taller teenager could still be a little stiff at times, but it was part of his charm.

Next, Mineta spoke up, "And I'm Mineta. I can't wait to see you in ten years!" What happened next occurred too fast for anyone to react, appearing as a blur to nearly everyone present. But they would all swear up and down that Mineta had suddenly decided to throw himself headfirst into the fourth story of the nearby dormitory. Why he did and how he had the strength to embed himself in solid concrete from several meters away was ignored by all.

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Prompt 6

Call of Izuku

Quirks are curious things. Most people inherit one or both parents' quirks or at the very least, end up with a similar mutation. Two mutant types who have steel skin and clawed fingers might result in a child who can turn her hands into steel claws. But once in a while, a child will have a quirk that has nothing to do with their parents at all. Izuku Midoriya appeared to be one such child. He was already nine years old and had shown no signs of a quirk despite the doctor's assurances that he had one. So far, the most benevolent theory was that Izuku's quirk was either extremely subtle or had specific activation requirements, like his classmate who never runs out of breath but only when she whistles. Some of the crueler children however, suggested that Izuku was Quirkless and simply lying about having a quirk. Fortunately, or perhaps unfortunately, this was about to change.

Little Izuku Midoriya was walking to the grocery store with his mother Inko when it happened. A villain several kilometers away used her laser breath quirk in a fight against a hero. While the hero dodged, the laser kept going until it impacted a skyscraper, damaging it and raining several tons of debris onto the street below. Frozen in mortal terror, neither of the Midoriyas were able to escape their impending demise. Just as the concrete touched Inko, who'd thrown herself over her son in a futile gesture to protect him, Izuku changed. What had previously been a young boy became a gargantuan monstrosity of teeth and eyes and limbs.

Those interviewed later would be unable to agree on what exactly it looked like, or how big it was, or even what color it was. But one thing was clear: those who saw it were changed forever. While those who underwent physical transformations generally managed to continue life as usual, those who were mentally altered all insisted on following "The Truth" that they had witnessed.

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"Young master, Inko-sama, breakfast is ready!" A cheerful voiced called throughout the apartment. Izuku, now fifteen years old, got out of bed with a smile on his face. Kanga-chan was an amazing cook, especially after she took lessons from his mother. It had taken some adjusting, but Izuku couldn't picture life without his friends? Comrades? …Cultists. They were cultists. Himiko-chan was the most devout as his self-proclaimed high priestess, but they were all good people. Well, some of them used to be bad people but they were good people now.

Walking into the dining room, Izuku saw a woman with a Kangaroo mutant quirk setting the table, her apron going surprisingly well with her ever-present bush hat. Smiling at the redheaded woman, Izuku took his seat and dug in to the delicious meal, "Thank you Kanga-chan, it's delicious." The young woman smiled and went back to plating breakfast for everyone. Before she'd encountered Izuku's transformed state, she'd been a down on her luck teenager, recently expelled from UA for "not living up to her potential". She was just considering turning to villainy and lashing out at the world when a small boy across the street from her became an eldritch abomination. In that instant, she knew the real reason she'd been expelled. Her true purpose was to guide the young master on his road to becoming a hero. That she'd also picked up a strong Australian accent despite never leaving Japan wasn't worth mentioning compared to knowing The Truth. Just being around Izuku made her want to be a better person.

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"Midoriya! Is there a reason you're not using your full quirk for these tests?" The speaker was Izuku's new homeroom teacher, Sekijiro Kan aka Vlad King the blood hero. After orientation, he'd led the class outside for a Quirk Assessment as he called it. As Kan-sensei had explained it, UA would use the test results to determine both how physically fit the students were as well as how creative they were in using their quirks. The pro hero had been very insistent that the assessment wasn't a pass or fail, just a baseline to determine where each student was from a fitness standpoint.

While far more confident than he used to be, Izuku still got nervous whenever talking about the less pleasant aspects of his quirk. "W-well sensei, for legal reasons, I'm not allowed to use my full transformation in a populated area outside of life and death situations." Seeing his teacher's skeptical and mildly confused expression, Izuku pulled out a laminated certificate he kept on his person and handed it to the man before elaborating, "Under Quirk Law 189, Subclause C, my quirk's side effects are considered too dangerous for any but the most extreme situations."

Reading over the certificate, Sekijiro saw that it matched his student's claims, albeit in laymen's terms. Handing it back, the towering hero replied, "Very well, Midoriya. In that case, use as much of your quirk as you're allowed to for now. We'll see about specialized testing later."

As the other students watched Izuku's arm turn into a tentacle of teeth and chitin, Himiko watched the other students. Picking a likely candidate, she sidled up to a curvy verdette whom she'd seen pull herself apart earlier. Looking at the girl suddenly deep inside her personal space, Setsuna Tokage asked, "Um… can I help you?"

Smiling like that cat who ate the canary, framed the dog, and stood to inherit millions, Himiko purred, "Maybe. You have a delightful body. You would make a perfect concubine for The Great One."

Now feeling weirded out, Setsuna took a step back as she asked, "Concubine? Great One?"

Her eyes widening in realization, Himiko answered her classmate, "You mean you haven't heard of our lord and savior, The Great One? How terrible! Allow me to explain, in the beginning-"

Before she could continue, Izuku's voice called out, "Himiko-chan, no preaching during class! …Or trying to build me a harem."

In response, Himiko squealed in joy, "The Great One said my name!" Then the rest of his words registered, and she pouted. "Fine. In that case, everyone please take one of these pamphlets. If you wish to hear more about The Great One, we meet on Thursdays at the address on the back."

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'You know, this internship had been going so well up just a couple hours ago. Now Hosu's on fire, I can't find Thirteen, and I'm facing a serial killer to save one of the 1A kids!' Despite having received offers from higher ranked or more well-known heroes, Izuku was glad he'd chosen to accept Thirteen's internship offer. The space themed hero understood what it was like to have a dangerous quirk and taught him well in how to utilize his to save others. That she'd already been a victim of his quirk and was thus resistant to being Changed again only made things better. Her body was now solid black and she didn't have a mouth or nose, but it didn't seem to bother her. "I'm still alive, and I can still talk, so what does it matter that I don't breathe or eat anymore?" the hero had said.

Back to the present, one of Izuku's year mates, Tenya he thought the boy's name was, was fighting against Stain the hero killer. While Izuku didn't catch the full story, it seemed Tenya wanted revenge for someone Stain had hurt. Unfortunately for the other student, he was sorely outmatched against the hero killer and was paralyzed in short order. But before Stain could land the finishing blow, a gaping maw of eyes and teeth caught his blade. Turning towards this new interloper, Stain gave the boy a chance to run, "This doesn't concern you boy, leave while you ca- Wait. I remember you. All those years ago, I saw you change. I saw The Truth!"

While Izuku had never personally met the man before, this wasn't his first time dealing with people affected by his one-time transformation. Seeking to buy time, he calmly asked the murderer, "And what truth was that? What did you see?"

With a grin that was all teeth and bloodlust, Stain declared, "That the impure and false heroes were to be purged! That I was to cleanse this world of those false idols until only the true heroes remain! I should thank you; without you, I'd have never understood my purpose!"

Izuku's calm gave way to an odd mix of resignation and purpose. "I see. I made you. All that blood on your hands is on mine too then." Grim determination filled Izuku's eyes as his limbs transformed, "That makes you my responsibility to deal with."

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AN: Izuku in Prompt 4 is based heavily on Yusuke Urameshi from Yu Yu Hakusho (if you haven't watched it, do so). And those who read Primordial Vortex's "Emerald Phoenix" might recognize Kanga-chan from the most recent chapter. As his beta, I knew about her in advance and got permission to use her. Izuku is in 1B for Prompt 6 as I don't think Aizawa would accept "I'm legally barred from using my full quirk" as an excuse.