Izuku: I Think I'm Having A Mid-life Crisis. Shouta: You're Like 15 Years Old Izuku: I MIGHT DIE AT 30!

Tsukauchi: *Posts a super low-quality image to the group chat*

Sansa: If I had a dollar for every pixel in this image, I’d have 15 cents

Tsukauchi: If I had a dollar for every ounce of rage I felt in my body after I read this text, I would have enough money to buy a cannon to fire at you

Nezu: Actually I did the math, Sansa would have $225, not $0.15.

Sansa: Fam I’m right here....

Shouta: If I had a dollar I would buy a coffee

Tsukauchi: while you’re there could you buy me an apply juice please?

Shouta: Sorry I only have a dollar

Tsukauchi: :(

Nezu: oh I miscalculated, Sansa would have $22,500 because it's a dollar for every pixel, not a cent

Shouta: If I had $22,500 I would buy a coffee and an apply juice

Nezu: You can buy anything you want with $22,500

Hizashi: Yeah and they want coffee and apply juice

Nezu: Apply juice to what

Vigilante Izuku: Directly to the forehead

Sansa: Great chat everyone

VIGILANTE DEKU FIC POLL

hey guys im going to write another fic but i need an oppinion. it is a vigilante deku fic with dadzawa and papamic but i havent made up my mind about when i should introduce bakudeku.

snippet of the story:

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Before Izuku reclaimed Midoriya Izuku, he was known as:

“Spine.”

No first name. No alias. Just “Spine.”

Because:

He always came back broken but still standing

He had a habit of targeting those who crushed the powerless

And once? Just once? He ripped a trafficker’s quirk amplifier system from their back and left them alive.

The name stuck.

People whispered it like a curse.

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 (Chapter 3 Ending Tease):

“You let them feed you scraps,” the voice growled from the shadows. “You bleed for them, beg for them, but you forget what you are.” “I know exactly what I am,” Izuku snapped. “Then say it. Say what the world made you.” A pause. Rain. Blood. Footsteps. “Unforgiven.” (yeah. he’s back.)

okay guys i lowkey forgot about this and in a burst of mania, i wrote the whole fic. im trying to re-write a little so its more angsty but i've tagged the link to the fic below:

https://archiveofourown.org/works/64797067

LMAO FR BUT ME BEING PAN

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Izuku in every vigilante fic be like:

then no <3

Batfam but as my stupidest injuries PT IDK but it's definitely too many parts

Dick: had a seizure and woke up long enough to look his professor who was on the phone to 911 right in the eyes, said "NO HOSPITAL" then passed put again

Jason: broke his toe and ignored it, only to ram it into a door a week later and make it worse

Tim: faints so often that he got really bored of it and made a bet that whoever caught him the most wins 100 dollars

Damian: sprained his wrist tripping up a stairs case then a few months later did it again on the exact same staircase

Bonus Tim: took a gravol for the first time to sleep on a roadtrip, had a bad reaction that made him high out of his mind and he proceeded to sob for 45 minutes about Brokeback Mountain before falling into the deepest sleep he's ever been in

JL: we need more people to help fight the invasion

Bruce: say no more

Nightwing, sitting on a chair in the corner: *gasps* We'Re gEtinG ThE GaNg bAck ToGeThEr?!

Bruce: *knows what's about to happen*

*zeta tube starts*

Batfam + The cool aunts (harley and ivy): Hola, bitches

Vigilante Izuku: I learned some very valuable lessons from this. Shouta: I’m guessing they are all horrible distortions on the lessons you actually should’ve taken away. Vigilante Izuku: Death isn’t real, and I’m basically God.

he definitely got the obsessive adopting gene

Damian: *surrounded by ducks*

Damian: follow me, my children

I just got hit by the most universe starting cramps. I'm on the floor, writing my will, vomit pooling on the floor beside me. This is it. This is the end. Tell my cat I love her.

I am once again, asking for life to stop.

Kidnapper: We have your son

Bruce: Which one I have... (to someone else on his end) are we at 7? 8?

Kidnapper: The loud, annoying one who never shuts up

Bruce:

Bruce: do you have any idea how little that narrows it down?