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WIP (vigilante Deku)
(Trying to be more active here lol) IZUKU COULD NOT REMEMBER the last time he'd seen the sun. The air was thick with the scent of decay, and the cold wind bit at his exposed skin, fogging his goggles. His boots splattered on the puddled concrete soaked with rain, mud, and old blood. Though rainstorms had become a daily phenomenon, they never could wash away the stains. Death and blood polluted Japan, and it was only a matter of time before it clouded the rest of the world. Shigaraki and All for One would make sure of it.
The streets were silent. No civilians. Over the past few months, only violent protestors or petty villains dared venture out; the real threats—the monsters that had torn Tartarus apart—had vanished, slipping into the shadows once the international teams arrived. Izuku had crossed paths with a few of the new heroes, but none measured up to the legends of his childhood. Still, their efforts had been appreciated. All Might strength or not, anyone would be welcome to fight alongside the dwindling Japan remnants. There was a certain hope and strength in numbers... or so everyone believed.
It was a shame, though not a complete surprise, when most of them died.
Deku worked alone now.
He wiped the condensation off his lenses and stared up at the gray sky, focusing on the outline of a Nomu as its wings beat against the harsh winds. An invisibility quirk. Without his specialized goggles, he wouldn’t have known it was there. For days, he’d tracked the invisible beast, waiting for it to return to its master or hint at the League's location. It never did. It just drifted, mindlessly circling the countryside with no sign of stopping.
His hand tightened around the goggles—Hatsume’s last gift before she went missing like so many others. He prayed that the mechanic and her family had successfully fled the country. It was a far better alternative to the claim that someone had seen her corpse under a collapsed building.
At the edge of an abandoned skyscraper, Izuku paused, his gaze sweeping over what remained of Esuha city. The heart of the metropolis, which had once pulsed with life and hope, now lay in broken fragments. Across the street, Fat Gum's agency stood as little more than a hollow shell, the shackled remains of brick and stucco reaching upward like ancient ruins.
When All for One had escaped Tartarus, the agencies were the first to fall. Leftover heroes had banded together near Yuuei campus, hiding in wait for an opportunity to fight back, which of course never came.
Izuku squinted and spotted a few bodies strewn near the entrance of Fat Gum's agency, long past the point of saving. He could almost hear their desperate cries, fists pounding against the agency's sealed doors, pleading for a sanctuary that would never come. What final thoughts had passed through their minds as they realized no one would answer?
It was little wonder the people had turned their backs on the heroes. Izuku couldn’t blame them.
He barely slowed his pace as he fired off a brief, coded text to Endeavor: Bodies in Esuha center. He knew the rescue teams would handle retrieving the decomposed corpses and identifying them, passing along the news to what little family remained. That was no longer his concern. Izuku’s purpose had narrowed to a single, burning objective: destroy All for One. The dead were beyond his reach, but the living still had a chance, however slim. And so, he pressed on, trailing the Nomu like a ghost through the rain-soaked ruins.
The jagged skyline eventually flattened to sprawling neighborhoods, then to abandoned rice fields, where weeds rose like sentries from the earth. Each time the Nomu dipped lower, Izuku crouched among the tall grass, heart pounding, careful not to be caught in the creature's line of sight. He moved in a rhythm now, alternating between bursts of running and surveillance, never allowing himself the luxury of rest.
His phone buzzed in his pocket, but he ignored it. A response from Endeavor, no doubt. A plea for him to update his location, to inform the group about where he was going. But he could not risk communicating that way, even in code. All for One was no doubt listening, waiting for an opportunity to catch and kill the last of the resistance. One misstep, one careless message—like, I’m chasing an invisible Nomu—and everything would be snuffed out.
He liked to believe that he could go on for as long as necessary; his years of training had conditioned him to survive in extremes. But his body had its limits. Food had run out two days ago, and the Nomu showed no signs of slowing down. Izuku tried to keep an eye out for any sources—an old convenience store, an unlocked door, a tipped over trash can—but found nothing. Mere adrenaline thrummed through his veins, keeping him sharp, alert.
As rain drizzled down, Izuku tilted his head back, catching a few drops on his tongue. It wasn’t much, but it would have to do.
Another buzz from his pocket, just as the Nomu screeched overhead. Izuku ducked behind a shrubby tree, pulse quickening with the fear he’d been seen. But the creature, oblivious, continued its course. They were heading back towards civilization—if that word even applied anymore. In the distance, apartment rooftops broke the horizon, and something about them tugged at Izuku’s memory. A fragment of his past, perhaps. Musutafu, maybe. If it truly was his hometown, he’d have circled Japan in under a week. He couldn’t help but let a dark smile curl at the thought—what a record that would have been.
Briefly glancing up at the bird as it grazed the tips of the trees, Izuku risked a peek at his phone.
2 new messages.
He fully expected the notifications to be from Endeavor, but when he opened them, he nearly dropped his phone in surprise.
Unknown number:
Where the FUCK are you.
I stole your number from number-one hot head, so answer me before he finds out and destroys my phone.
Another buzz followed moments later.
I know you’re reading these. Call me asap. I’m deleting evidence of this conversation.
A lump lodged its way into Izuku's throat. Twilight crept across the sky, casting long shadows through the skeletal trees that offered him little protection. His breaths came quicker, his heart pounding in his ears. The Nomu circled overhead, a predator biding its time.
And for a moment, Izuku broke.
He buried his face in the crook of his arm, the sobs quiet, muffled, but unstoppable. It was startling, almost relieving, to know that he could still cry. Many of his classmates could not anymore.
Classmates. The word felt like poison on his tongue. Ochako, Tenya, Shoto, Mina, Minoru… Kacchan. Just a few of the faces he hadn’t seen in over a month. He’d erased himself from their lives, using a new phone thanks to Hatsume’s network of friends, severing every connection. He couldn’t risk being found—not again. Not after they’d dragged him back three times already, forcing him to bathe and eat and waste several days in their care.
This time, most of them stayed away on one condition: that he would direct them to All for One and Shigaraki when the time came. He was not allowed to fight by himself. Though Endeavor and Jeanist would not be able to track him, they eventually relented to his request to go alone. They would have to trust him.
After all, Deku had never failed them before.
Izuku hiccupped as he slid his back down the bark of the tree. Absently, his eyes tracked the silhouette of the Nomu, its wings slicing through the sky toward the distant city. He would catch up—he always did—but right now, steadying his breath, his heart, was the priority. Who would have thought a simple text could unravel him like this? He cursed himself for opening the phone at all. TBC (on Ao3 eventually)
Werewolf Izuku Midoriya AU (Character Sheet 1/3)
Nothing like heightened senses to help with that crushing anxiety!
⚠️ MHA MANGA SPOILERS ⚠️
We should all just be delusional and draw different versions of pro hero deku w/ One for All AND being a teacher because yk free will exists.
Might do this soon, actually (when I finish my other 17 WIPs)
"Aether" (Vigilante Izuku Midoriya AU) I love binging vigilante Izuku fics so much I started writing one. I really like this design, too. (I'll post an announcement when I finally release the first chapter on ao3.)
Voices of the Dead (Schizophrenia Quirk/Street Fighter AU) Slightly unhinged Izuku will forever be my favorite interpretation of him.
Voices of the Dead (Street Fighter/Schizophrenia Quirk AU) I really love this idea, it's just really difficult to write. I also really need to learn how to draw jewelery... the rings and earrings are quirk suppressants, btw!
Izuku as a motorcyclist/biker...?
Posted this a while ago on tiktok and figured I'd post it here even though I drew this before I started learning how to render. I cooked with the lineart though.
(Izuku Midoriya Doctor AU) This is such an underrated concept.
More Winged/Hero Commission Izuku AU! This is probably as close to ship content as you guys are getting (I'm scared of the shipping community).
Villain/AFO Izuku AU (ft. Villain Denki)
And yes, I'm giving Izuku an actual design instead of the suit/vest trope. I'll probably still include it sometimes it's just not very practical. Also, as much as I love sadistic Izuku AUs this will probably be leaning towards a calculated and meticulous part of him. I just find it much easier to keep him more in character that way (at least as much as he can be as a villain). It's also super fun to write.
Symbiote/Vigilante Izuku AU Concept Art
This is a daily occurrence for them.
Reposting even more stuff from TT (I'm so behind on these accounts guys)
Even more Winged Izuku (how do you draw wings guys)
Winged Izuku is so pretty bro 🙏
drawing the baby againn
finished season 6
“i don’t want to lose you”
“only if it’s you”
cleaned up and colored an old deku sketch
my favorite panel of the wip comic i’m working on
i really felt like i needed to make a deku wallpaper, since it’s been so long since i made a finished piece of him
gender exploration sketches bc I CANT GET ENOUGH