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Midoriya?
Please let me explain
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Did you get home safe?
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Thursday 3:46 AM
Thursday 4:27 AM
Thursday 8:53 AM
I don't know if you're awake yet or not but... I really need to talk to you
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I can see that you're reading these Can I call you?
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Be safe on your patrol tonight
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Thursday 3:02 PM
Thursday 7:24 PM
Friday 3:31 AM
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Did everything go okay?
Midoriya throws himself into his vigilante work, not letting Tsukauchi's betrayal slow him down.
While he himself is drowning underneath his broiling emotions he reminds himself that he's not the only one and that, there are people to save. He reminds himself that he has more obstacles to overcome, more distance cover, more peers to pass.
So, he starts with an unusual missing person's case, it's something difficult to keep his attention. Midoriya slides the clothes in his closet to the side, studying the spread of information laid out before him. It wasn't much at the moment, just an incomplete police report, few social media posts, and the occasional 'word on the street' sticky note he's put up. The boy had only started gathering information on the case a few weeks before the... other night.
But, despite how little he had, one thing was certain.
His eyes roam the scattered pages tapped to his wall. It was a group, and the man he was looking for wasn't the only one to have disappeared. In recent years the role of the yakuza had become a fickle thing after the ascent of heroes and villains. Their place had been taken with groups and individuals far more sinister than themselves. But, looking at the evidence the fifteen year old has now, he understands that not all groups had faded out as had been originally thought.
Friday 11:24 AM
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I understand that you need time but
Please just let me know that your safe
It's really not what you're thinking
Just give me a chance to explain _ Name: Kogane Gizō
Age: thirty-four
Quirk: Midas Touch Missing Since: June 21st Case Status: Suspended
He was most likely taken for his quirk. Izuku uses his pen to scratch at a spot on the back of his head. So, we're looking for a group that needs funding of some sort... Or just someone who's greedy.
Izuku places a sticky note next to the page of the man's 'missing' poster with some additional information.
The sister made a public post about finding his apartment broken into, but said nothing had been taken. So, it can be assumed that he didn't just leave, but his case was suspended after only a few days... It's a group with a bit of influence then.
But, if he really was taken for his quirk then whatever their reason is there should be a trail of some sorts. I doubt they'd just horde it the money he'd bring in, they want it for something. So... Midoriya steps backwards, perching himself on the edge of his bed as he takes in his makeshift theory board. I just need to find out where they're spending it all.
On his nightstand his phone buzzes with a new text notification. He doesn't spare it a glance.
Maybe Giran will know something? _
Saturday 3:59 AM
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You okay? _
Midoriya sighs, flipping open the phone the broker had given him. It still only has one contact. He dials the man's number, waiting for him to pick up.
Giran answers before the second ring. "Piper, I'm surprised," he drawls, "Don't tell me you're in need of new gear already?"
"No, no." The vigilante shakes his head. "No new gear yet."
The man lets out a low hum, "Then, to what do I owe the pleasure?"
"You're a broker Giran," Midoriya replies instead of answering, "I was wondering if you deal in information as well." The vigilante already knows the answer to the question, but he needs to hear from villain as well.
There's a pause where neither of them speak, the only sound the smoky exhale that Giran lets out on the other side of the line. "You have to understand that for someone of your nature," the man drawls, "That my answer is going to vary depending on what it is you're asking for."
Midoriya paces back towards his closet, pushing his clothes further to the side. "Kogane Gizō. He has a quirk that turns anything he touches for an extended period of time into gold. He's been missing for seven weeks. I've got info that points to a yakuza group being responsible, so I'm looking for a large influx of funds for an organization with enough influence and connections to pull something like this off."
Giran leans back quietly in his chair. "You'll have to give me some time for something like that. But, you realize that if I find that there is no conflict of interest..." The man trails off with a silent grin.
The vigilante huffs a laugh, "Rest assured, if you're willing to share the information then I've got the money for it."
Sunday 2:16 AM
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So I thought of some more gear I could make for you I know you were complaining about that broker guy
not getting you weapons
I was thinking about something electrified?
But I don't know if that's something you'd want _
Midoriya peels off is vigilante uniform, tucking everything away where his mom won't find it. He perches himself on the edge of his bed, staring into his closet. From here he can study all the information he's gathered on Kogane Gizō. He'd gone to talk to the sister that afternoon during his first patrol. She'd been surprisingly helpful, he could tell she was desperate to find her brother. It was bordering on two months that he'd been missing and as far as he could tell the police hadn't done anything to find him since day three. Midoriya sighs, glancing down and the small gash on his arm. It wasn't very big and it was only deep enough to bleed, but a few centimeters over and woman's quirk could've caused some actual damage. "I should really be more careful," he murmurs, falling back into his bed to study the ceiling. "I don't know if I'd trust Giran to patch me up."
Sunday 7:05 AM
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I couldn't sleep at all last night Hope you slept better than me
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I saw an article about you earlier I
thought it was pretty funny if you want
me to link it to you
Sunday 12:45 PM
"Piper!" Giran drawls, "Good news for you my friend. I've got a name for you."
The vigilante pushes himself up, phone pressed to his ear as he checks the restraints on his latest capture. "Oh?"
"Five hundred thousand yen."
Midoriya curses internally, swiping at his brow. He'd talked big game the other day, but in reality his earlier shopping spree had taken a large chunk from his spending money. "That's quite the amount for just a name Giran. " It'd take him a bit to rebuild the funds for it.
"I had to call in quite a few favors for this," Giran says, leaning back in his desk chair with a grin. "I'm running a business here kid, gotta make a living somehow."
The vigilante sighes, resisting the urge to run a hand through his hair as he starts pacing. "It'll take
a few days then. Will you be willing to wait?"
"For five hundred grand?" He surmises, a cheshire smile gracing the broker's lips. "Of course." _
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Morning
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Monday 9:38 AM
Monday 6:37 PM
How was patrol? _
Piper glances down at the man in disbelief. "Literally why do you need this much money on you? There's at least two hundred thousand yen here."
"Business is booming, what can I say?" the drug dealer says with a nervous laugh. "How about this. You take the money, and in return you let me go."
The vigilante's brow rises. "Or I take the money and let the police deal with you and all of the drug paraphernalia on your person."
The man spits a few curses, his fear rising as he tugs at his restraints. "How are you any better than me! Stealing all my hard earned money!"
The vigilante scowls. "Money that you earned by preying on who knows how many people with drug addiction. That stuff you have on you isn't something to play with. It's highly addictive and ruins peoples' lives ," Midoriya spits, brows snapping together as he drops into a crouch in front of the man. "But this ?" He hisses, waving the wad of cash in his hands, "What I'm doing? This is going to help me solve a missing persons case, it's going to help save lives, not destroy them."
Tuesday 3:51 AM
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Midoriya.
Please, say something.
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Midoriya.
I want to apologize in person
Tuesday 4:23 AM
But...
I doubt you'd agree to that
I hope you're still awake
I'm going to call, just...
Please pickup
Midoriya lies in bed, staring up at his ceiling in the barely there dawn light. His phone lights up on the nightstand next to him, buzzing quietly on the wooden table. His heart squeezes in his chest.
The boy lets his eyes close as the phone rings on. He pulls his bed sheets up further up, rolling onto his side to face the wall.
Eventually the phone stops ringing. _
Wednesday 2:42 AM
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I can't stand this anymore
I need to make sure you're okay
We're friends
I'd never lie to you about that
I just want to make sure you're safe Please just...
Pickup _
Midoriya lays in his bed, staring at his screen for a while and debating whether or not to answer the call. He lets it buzz quietly before he finally gives out and taps his thumb against the answer button.
"Hello? Midoriya?" He doesn't reply.
"Midoriya?" There's a moment of silence on Reo's end, waiting for the boy to respond. He doesn't. "Alright, um... I guess I'll just assume that you're listening." There's a sigh on the other end of the line as Izuku puts the phone on speaker, quietly setting it down on his nightstand. "You're angry at me right?" His voice is pained. "I get that. I betrayed your trust and um... You'll... probably want to know if I knew right?" There's a long pause, "I did know."
The fire in Midoriya's chest swells and shrinks, the flames rising and falling like the tide. Angry
one moment and hurt the next.
"I kept something like that from you when I shouldn't have and I'm a terrible friend for it. But, I want you to know that I never had the intention of telling my uncle anything about you. I never lied to you Midoriya, but... I withheld the truth about him and that's just as bad. You trusted me and I... I broke that." Reo takes in a shaky breath on the other end of the line. "I was scared to tell you at first because we didn't know each other very well and if I'd said anything you would've left and never came back. And then, once we got close enough, I was worried that you'd think I'd been faking everything from the start." The sound of clothes rustling filters through the speaker. "Which... you did. But... that shouldn't have been my decision to make for you. You being around me all the time like we were put you at risk, and it's not fair that you didn't know just because I was too scared to tell you. There was that time my uncle almost caught you in my room and again at dinner last week, you could've gotten caught and it would've been no one's fault but my own."
The younger boy holds his breath, rolling onto his back to stare at the shadows on his ceiling.
"I'm sorry Midoriya. I don't expect you to forgive me or anything I just... I wanted you to know that I'm still your friend and that I'm still here for you no matter what. Even if it's selfish of me to say so."
There's a moment of silence before Midoriya's voice filters through the speaker in a barely there whisper. All the pain and hurt he'd been made to feel seeping into his lungs, choking his words. "You're a genius."
Reo sucks in a sharp breath on the other end of the line, not saying anything. "But, you're also an idiot."
The older boy lets out a quiet, pained laugh. "Yeah, I am."
"You really hurt me." Midoriya throws an arm over his eyes, pushing back tears. Tsukauchi's voice softens, "I know."
"Don't do it again."
There's a moment of silence as Reo leans back in his seat, phone pressed to his ear. His own heart aches. "I won't."
r/vigilantes · Posted by u_uselesskids two weeks ago Pied Piper's Quirk?
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Okay so Pied Piper has been pretty popular for awhile now but we still don't know what his quirk is? Like there's been a lot of new footage of him recently but as far as I know we still don't have any evidence of what kind of quirk he has?
I've seen theories that relate it back to his vigilante name but honestly I don't think that's true??? So I'm wondering what everyone else thinks
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localstonednerd - 153 points, one week ago
I was thinking about this too tbh and when looking at all the videos i was thinking that it could either be some sort of minor strength or speed enhancement?? But i mean it could always be a mental quirk? It would explain why we haven't seen any evidence of one at least. I mean there's that one hero nighteye that has foresight and i know a few famous scientists that have intelligence quirks so its not a crazy leap or anything
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katsueiji - 38 points, one week ago
its the rats, he can control the rats _
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GOOOOOD MORNING
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Exactly
So it's morning
Anyway!
I was thinking about what we could :))
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It's literally 3am
so what do you think?
something with a taser option :)
OH! WHAT ABOUT A NEW STAFF
No, no something like that would be hard to balance hmmmmm
Saturday 3:10 AM
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O-okay mildly terrified but okay
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what would be the fun in that
that's boring
you're supposed to give me /good/ ideas
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Couldn't you just make a taser?
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Okay then uhhh Escrima sticks? I'm trying to think of something that I actually have a decent enough understanding to be able to use aslkjfoasdlkfj
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sticks?
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AND WILL YOU CHANGE MY NAME I UNDERSTAND WHAT YOU'RE DOING NOW I'VE SEEN THE POSTS
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you... want me to make you sticks?
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...
sticks it is
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Never
It takes a few more days for Midoriya to build up the courage to actually go back to Reo's apartment, scared of being hurt again. But, he misses his friend, misses the easy conversations and the scheming and the laughing. He misses crawling through his window to talk about patrols and come up with ideas for new inventions. He misses him.
So, on Monday afternoon he tugs on his cargo pants and shoves all his other gear into his backpack once again. He waves goodbye to his teary eyed mother after telling her he's going to a friend's and heads for Reo's with his pipe shoved back down his pant's leg.
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what
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6012???
why do you need it??? hello???
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Um What's your apartment number
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Your apartment number I need it
Monday 2:35 PM
Monday 2:43 PM
Reo throws open the door moments later after making a mad dash for the entryway, eyes wide. "You're at the door."
Midoriya nods, a sheepish smile on his lips. "I'm at the door." "Why?"
"I figured I owed your mom for dinner."
It takes a while for them to fall back into their old roles, the two of them tiptoeing around each other for the better half of an hour. But, it only last for as long as it takes for one of them to crack a joke.
Midoriya pushes himself up, walking towards Tsukauchi's desks to pick up one of the blue prints sprawled across the table, studying the design in an attempt to disperse some of the tension. "A grappling hook?" He glances towards the older teen, brow raised.
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I'm at your front door
Reo turns to him, humming in confirmation. "I got to watching some pre-quirk era spy movies the other day. I'm making it for you, but I'm not quite sure what you'd use it for. I figured it'd come in handy at some point though." He grins softly at the younger boy. "After all there's not always a fire escape to save you."
Izuku mind takes only a moment to register the joke before he takes on a mock solemn tone, playing along, "Do not doubt their numbers. One cannot deny that I have been saved by such creations more than a few times." Midoriya starts counting off incidents on his fingers, shedding his stately facade. "At least like... Five times? Most recently with my Eraserhead encounter. Also!" Midoriya exclaims, whipping towards Reo, "The smoke was green ?"
Tsukauchi grins at him. "Did you like it? The other two are purple and orange. I had to resist the urge to put glitter in them so it could've been worse if my self control had been any lower than it already was."
The green haired boy huffs a laugh, setting the blueprint back down as he plops himself back on Reo's bed. "Thank you for restraining yourself. I ended up changing back into civilian clothes once I got back to street level for safety, but glitter is like a lifelong disease once it's on you." A smile blooms across Izuku's face. "Can you imagine if you'd actually done that and Eraserhead somehow managed to find me again like, "Why no, Mr. Eraserhead sir! I am not the one you are looking for! You see I just got back from a rave!""
"A rave!" Tsukauchi exclaims, laughter seeping into his voice.
"A rave!" Izuku confirms, grinning as he pushes himself up from the bed, excitement replacing any nerves he may have had before. "I somehow manage to convince him that I'm not lying and get away and I have to embrace the glitter because it just never goes away. "Glinting in the darkest nights! I am! Pied Piper!" Midoriya strikes a pose before whipping a finger out to point at some unseen enemy. "Watashi ga kita assholes! Step away from the young lady!"" His performance earns a round of applause and a laugh from his friend.
"I don't know. That right there seemed like it suited you rather well. Maybe I would've been doing you a favor." Reo gives him a mischievous grin that tells the fifteen year old he's rethinking his earlier decision.
Midoriya is vibrant. His viridescent eyes sparkling with a life in which they hadn't in a long while. It brings Tsukauchi some relief to see it, to see his friend back the way he used to be. And, Izuku can see the happiness, the relief , seeping through Reo's own eyes.
Midoriya stretches in Tsukauchi's other desk chair, scooting it back in the process as he makes to stand up.
"You leaving already?" Reo asks, casting a glance over his shoulder.
Izuku nods. "Yeah. I've got to meet up with Giran. It's for that missing persons case I told you about a few weeks ago, it turned out to be a pretty big operation so I got him to do some information gathering for me." Midoriya pats at one of the larger cargo pockets on his pants. "I've gotta go finish the exchange."
Tsukauchi turns away from their blueprints plate of food in his hands as he raises a brow. "I thought you didn't like that guy?" The teen shoves another bite of chicken into his mouth, watching his friend expectantly.
"I don't," Midoriya replies, pulling out his vigilante gear to change into. "But I ran into a dead end. I don't have the means or resources necessary to figure out who took him. I might've been able to do it without him, but it's already been two months since the guy disappeared. I can't afford to take my time on this."
Reo rolls his chair towards the door, taking his lunch with him as he goes to guard it while Midoriya changes. "Be safe then. Call the police if anything goes wrong. I'd rather you be a snitch than dead or something."
Izuku tugs the bulletproof vest over his chest, pulling his hoodie on after it. "I don't like the guy, but he doesn't seem like the type to set up the people he's working with."
"Villainous loyalty?" Reo asks, mumbling around the food in his mouth.
"Something like that," the vigilante agrees as he slips his contact in. He tugs his gloves on and buckles Reo's belt around his waist. "Alight we're good."
Tsukauchi turns around, but keeps his ear close to the door, listening for signs of his mother. "As long as you don't get hurt. I'd rather not have you show up at my window sill bleeding anymore." He shoves a bite of rice into his mouth, speaking around it, "It's nerve wracking you know." The teen gives him a chubby cheeked smirk as the vigilante crawls out the window with a huff of laughter.
"You should try being out there then. I've never been more nervous than that first daylight patrol, I literally thought I was going to throw up on at least three separate occasions."
Reo rolls back towards his desk, grinning. "Only three? I nearly vomited four times just during my high school entrance exam alone."
Midoriya tugs on his spiked boots out on the fire escape. "Sounds intense," Izuku laughs, standing up again to grab his pipe. "Sorry to keep doing this to you, but can you hang onto my other stuff? I'll swing by and grab it later."
"No problem."
The vigilante starts making his way down the stairs, pausing to call back up to his friend, "Don't forget about my shoes at the door!" Midoriya pulls out his phone from one of the pockets on his pants, dialing the broker's number.
"Giran," Piper says, forgoing any other greetings, "I'm on my way to your warehouse."
Midoriya can hear a wicked grin that pushes the corners of the man's lips into a gap toothed smile. "It'll be a pleasure doing business with you again Piper-san."
yourquirk reblogged rosemeadowuwu
[Gif 1: Pied Piper, deadpan with dark circles underneath his eyes, throwing finger guns at the camera .]
[Gif 2: Villain says, "I won't let a kid beat me." Piper proceeds to throat punch said villain .] [Gif 3: Fuzzy footage of Pied Piper at the top of a building, waving at someone. Video pans to
several police officers below .]
[Gif 4: Pied Piper, running towards a group of villains, yelling, "Watashi ga kita assholes!" ]
[Gif 5: Teenager videoing himself, behind him, Pied Piper awkwardly throws up a peace sign as he ties up an unconscious criminal .]
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Canwebebestfriends please?
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