A/N: Hey, Y'all! I bet you're surprised to know that this series of drabbles is only, like, 34% angst! Isn't that just unbelievably unheard of? Also I hope people understand that these summaries and a lot of my author's notes in general are sarcastic... maybe I should stop writing these at 10 pm... Eh, I don't care enough to stop procrastinating. Anyway, enjoy the show! Or... read? Yeah, the read!

PS: I made up Wartide(hero) and Doreth(place), just figured I needed a hero who had exploded.

Spoilers for S1 of My Hero Academia. Smile, because it's a supercalifragilisticexpialidocious day to be alive!

Episode: S1 Ep 5 - What I Can Do for Now

Rating: K+

Warnings: almost completely fun times, though there is a little passionate-angst-thingy in the first and last ones

Summary: Izuku is burning up(pun intended), All Might goes Super Saiyan, Izuku has problems with the microwave, and Izuku tries out for the little league baseball team


Izuku felt it. It was mysterious, but understood, painful, but invigorating. Izuku felt the power inside of him. He felt it like a fire, growing as it consumed more, gained more steam.

It was scary, to think that he might be consumed and burned by the fire, dare he try to tame it. All Might reassured him that eventually both his flame and his harmony with it would grow. Izuku trusted All Might. He felt a sensation of fire in his belly, heat on his skin, and power in his veins. He knew he would burn brighter - or burn out.


"You've already pulled the 100%, now that you have, it'll be easy!" All Might yelled with passion, trying to imbue Izuku with the same maniacal energy. Odd, how energetic he felt around this kid. He saved people with a smile, because he couldn't outside of One For All. But something about Izuku just got him revving to go.

He grinned. This boy reinvigorated him with purpose. Maybe it was because he felt connected to him now, maybe it was just his infectious attitude. Whatever the case, he thanked his student. It felt good to care in this form for once.


Control… Focus on the egg not exploding… Not like Wartide's death at the battle if Doreth… Egg no exploding… No explodo eggo… Izuku hummed inside his mind. He had to learn to control, to get control, to not have the egg explode in the-

"Honey, is this your tuna in the microwave?" His mom called from downstairs.

CRASH!

"Izuku? Are you okay?" His mom shouted running into his room.

"Fine, Mom. It's just that my egg exploded," Izuku replied glumly from the floor. He began to hum again, trying to regain the image of unbroken egg. Everything was going splendidly…


Right here. He had to put everything he had into this throw. He had to. For All Might, for his mom, for that girl. He tried to steady his heart rate, slow down his breathing, but his adrenaline wouldn't let him.

If for nothing and no one else, than for himself. Because if Izuku went to the root of it all, his biggest fear was his greatest foe. The fear that he couldn't become a hero. The fear that he wasn't good enough. The fear that Kacchan was right. He brought his arm back, preparing to prove them all wrong.