Bakugo Has One For All - Tumblr Posts
What Could Have Been AU
Izuku is watching the Sports Festival when it happens. The flickers of red and orange that spread across Bakugo's body like crackling charges. The way his explosions become twice as pronounced. The way he sees All Might, skeleton All Might, grin like a proud father. He can almost see where he could've been, lightning crackling up his veins if All Might hadn't said no. If All Might hadn't crushed his dreams and adoration in the palms of his hands like an unsightly weed. Izuku had wondered why All might had even hinted at Izuku having a chance. Why he had hesitated the second time they crossed paths before All Might ignored him. Why he gave Izuku so much information and then never bothered with him again. Until he realized. He was just Quirkless Izuku. All Might knew he couldn't do anything about it. He knew no one would believe him either. Izuku resents this as much as he resents the fact that All Might's assumption was correct. In a world full of superpowers, Izuku is not only powerless - he's forgettable.
And he's glad that Kacchan got it, really! He glad that he gets to achieve his dream of being number one He hadn't needed any help. Izuku's glad that Kacchan won't have competition! He never does. Really it's great! It's not like All Might acted any differently than the general populance anyway! It's not like All Might knew how it feels to be powerless. Except...Except he does. Not only can he only use his quirk for three hours, he was Quirkless. Because Izuku searched up the damaging fight for hours, searched up every scrap of information he could find. And it was surprisingly easy to find All Might's real name and cross reference it with his buried high school records. Three years ago, heck, even three months ago, he would've been so glad to see that. Glad to have found someone (his idol!) who understood. But All Might refused to give Izuku a chance. He refused to look past Izuku's quirk status. All Might, he realized, had deemed him worthless. And doesn't that sting, that All Might said no on the roof and then scolded him for jumping in only hours later when he saved Kacchan's life. Two months ago, he was listening to the sound of his dreams shattering. Two months ago, he was reading the application response for his Gen-ed application, denied because quirk equality only mattered on paper not practice. Two months ago, he was cutting his heart on the shards of his hope, aching and drowning and burning. Now - now there's just ice sliding through his veins. Now there's just grief for the things that could have been, if the world was kind enough to lend an ear. Kind enough to give a chance. Bakugo's explosions draws his attention back to the screen. Izuku sits, and watches, and breathes. Izuki can do nothing except sit, watch and breathe. And the fog rolls back in.